[It's not that he's afraid of a few cuts, really. Not after all of the battles, the death threats. The dungeons. He doesn't even really mind the idea of wearing one of his sins on his skin. He committed the crimes, why shouldn't he wear them?
Mostly the idea of submitting before Cain just galled him, honestly. If the young man were someone he cared about he might've even offered to go first, feigning a show of bravado as an excuse to spare him. But he doesn't know anything about Cain except that he's just as guilty as Mitsuhide himself is.
Together... fine. He nods, although a moment later he's rolling his eyes.]
So dramatic. Although I suppose if being young and stupid were sins, Masamune would've arrived long before I did. Torture, then. And if you'd rather I not attempt to write with a katana you'll hand over one of those knives. [A hand opens, palm upward, expectantly.]
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Mostly the idea of submitting before Cain just galled him, honestly. If the young man were someone he cared about he might've even offered to go first, feigning a show of bravado as an excuse to spare him. But he doesn't know anything about Cain except that he's just as guilty as Mitsuhide himself is.
Together... fine. He nods, although a moment later he's rolling his eyes.]
So dramatic. Although I suppose if being young and stupid were sins, Masamune would've arrived long before I did. Torture, then. And if you'd rather I not attempt to write with a katana you'll hand over one of those knives. [A hand opens, palm upward, expectantly.]