[ 'odd sorts'.. does sousei-san consider himself to be one of them, then?

he lifts a hand, tucking a few bright strands of hair behind an ear, small smile returning. ]

I'm very grateful for the warning. [ in the end, though, he could just as easily be claimed by someone cruel. ] I am meant to be used, though. .. Owned, at the very least. [ he tilts his head slightly, curiousity flickering into the mismatched gaze. ] I must admit to being somewhat surprised that your own blade doesn't seem to be.. like me. [ one would think if anyone's would be, it would a member of the abe family. ]