[ he hesitates at the question, struggling to put into words how he feels about the war. in the meantime, the poor candy suffers between his fingers, so he eventually pops the remains in his mouth, licking his fingers clean and then shaking his head. ]

I think the question you're truly asking is if I enjoy the war, which I do not. War is an ugly thing that consumes and ruins lives and nations. But..

[ he offers a small, slightly tired smile, brittle and uncertain at the edges. ]

.. I'm a sword, Tenka-san. I was forged for battle. I was created to serve and protect my master. I've.. I've missed doing that. [ he takes a trembling breath, curling his fingers together in his lap. ] I wasn't meant to-- to be kept in a cage. But it's all I've known since Oda-sama.