Ah, no, not quite that long.. [ though he may as well have, honestly. after oda had taken possession of him, he'd become a trophy. (the thought of him makes souza's chest ache unpleasantly.) ] It's a bit of a long story, I suppose..

[ still, his smile returns as the other man settles next to him, charmed despite himself. he reminds him a little of some of the other blades he knows. ]

That's very kind of you. [ a brief pause, then he dips his chin again politely. ] I'm the Samonji sword, by the way. Please call me Souza.