[and as can be expected, it goes right over mitsunari's head as he carefully resheathes his sword and sets it against the wall just within reach.
maybe he'll get it later.
for a moment his gaze rests on hades' bleeding hand, at the blood dripping to the floor, the shadows pooled beyond that. then he looks back up at hades again, still except for his breathing, which is just shy of steady.]
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maybe he'll get it later.
for a moment his gaze rests on hades' bleeding hand, at the blood dripping to the floor, the shadows pooled beyond that. then he looks back up at hades again, still except for his breathing, which is just shy of steady.]