Good heavens. [ he lowers his hand when he's certain his eyes are dry again, curling it a little hesitantly over tenka's and squeezing it. ] Making declarations like that.. I'm quite old, you know, Tenka-san, but I can't say that anyone's ever made a promise like that to me. I am just.. a sword, after all, no matter how I might appear to you.

[ he hesitates, then lifts his hand away again, reaching up to gently brush fingertips over tenka's jaw, allowing them to fall away a moment later. ]

You're a very kind person. I'm very lucky to have met you tonight, I think.