["He still hasn't popped into the pod yet, so he can afford to be a little lacking in caution" THAT'S NOT HOW THAT WORKS KASHUU.
Of course Yasusada doesn't say that, though. Physical injuries are important to tend to, sure--but they're used to fighting, used to that kind of pain. And Yasusada knows what these trips are like. He knows what kind of horrible things he saw, and he can barely begin to imagine what Kashuu was shown, to have elicited a reaction like this.
There's anger there, somewhere, underneath his skin. The same anger he'd felt towards Okita's sickness, towards the Revisionists, towards anything that dares to hurt his people. But more than that, his heart simply aches, the way it always does when he's powerless to cut away the pain and suffering of those he loves.
Right now, though, it's unimportant. What matters is Kashuu--staying right here, just like this, for as long as he needs to realize that they're safely together once again. He lets Kashuu cry without comment, and does his best to keep his own breathing steady.
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Of course Yasusada doesn't say that, though. Physical injuries are important to tend to, sure--but they're used to fighting, used to that kind of pain. And Yasusada knows what these trips are like. He knows what kind of horrible things he saw, and he can barely begin to imagine what Kashuu was shown, to have elicited a reaction like this.
There's anger there, somewhere, underneath his skin. The same anger he'd felt towards Okita's sickness, towards the Revisionists, towards anything that dares to hurt his people. But more than that, his heart simply aches, the way it always does when he's powerless to cut away the pain and suffering of those he loves.
Right now, though, it's unimportant. What matters is Kashuu--staying right here, just like this, for as long as he needs to realize that they're safely together once again. He lets Kashuu cry without comment, and does his best to keep his own breathing steady.
Eventually, softly--]
Come on, let's sit.