[ The Amagiri always are the last to catch onto these things, huh.. and although it does surprise Kazutake to suddenly see the knife appearing out of nowhere, he's not particularly alarmed by it either. As much as he might feel the urge to protect Yukina, he knows she is a capable warrior, even if she's less experienced than the rest of them. He trusts her enough to leave her alone around pointy objects, anyway.
It's only really at his descendant's panic that he bothers to move, getting up and moving to Yukina's side in a more calm fashion. (Sorry, Yukina, it's probably for the best to face your fate of being surrounded by Amagiri like this..) ]
It is alright. [ To the other man, that is. Kazutake doesn't understand the specifics of this.. place, game, whatever it is at all, but he does understand enough to know the knife must have come from the mechanics it carries within itself. It's not that much he's concerned with (although he is briefly concerned with calming the redhead's panic, he's supposed to be the grandpa here after all) but more with the act Yukina was carrying out.
Kazutake ends up grabbing both sides of the opening in her onesie, drawing them (with a surprisingly gentle kind of strength, considering just how capable of he is of breaking weaker bones with it when he feels like it as well) together once more. ]
Yukina. It would be wise to not forget you are a woman. [ Even if you're going to go on the whole THROWN AWAY MY WOMANHOOD speech, you can't deny you still have boobs and all under there, okay.. look what kind of fuss you're throwing his poor grandchild into. ] Perhaps it would be more fitting to wait until later to take it off.
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It's only really at his descendant's panic that he bothers to move, getting up and moving to Yukina's side in a more calm fashion. (Sorry, Yukina, it's probably for the best to face your fate of being surrounded by Amagiri like this..) ]
It is alright. [ To the other man, that is. Kazutake doesn't understand the specifics of this.. place, game, whatever it is at all, but he does understand enough to know the knife must have come from the mechanics it carries within itself. It's not that much he's concerned with (although he is briefly concerned with calming the redhead's panic, he's supposed to be the grandpa here after all) but more with the act Yukina was carrying out.
Kazutake ends up grabbing both sides of the opening in her onesie, drawing them (with a surprisingly gentle kind of strength, considering just how capable of he is of breaking weaker bones with it when he feels like it as well) together once more. ]
Yukina. It would be wise to not forget you are a woman. [ Even if you're going to go on the whole THROWN AWAY MY WOMANHOOD speech, you can't deny you still have boobs and all under there, okay.. look what kind of fuss you're throwing his poor grandchild into. ] Perhaps it would be more fitting to wait until later to take it off.