I wouldn't. I have really good balance! I used to climb the maple trees all the time.
[He's very proud of his physical prowess, just as the samurai is as an adult. While Kazuha remains humble in many ways, such as anything that requires artistic talent, he's generally been confident in his skill as a warrior.
The young Kaedehara seems surprised, then embarrassed that he hadn't thought about that. Breaking in just seemed like the easiest solution.]
Oh, you're right... Offering to help is more like the samurai code.
[He cups his chin in his hand. Older Kazuha has retained this gesture too, and he does it whenever he's deep in thought. Yes, he wanted to be the best samurai he could be and exemplify the code.
He nods after a moment, deciding that he would first try to find alternate means before falling back on more brutish solutions. He looks back up at the godling, then notices where his eyes are looking. He touches it, rubbing the raised skin there.]
Oh, I got hit by a rock! It bled a lot, but it's okay since it reminds me of my mom. [He looks down, blushing a little as he smiles.] I don't remember much about her, but she smelled good and was really patient. She made it stop bleeding and gave me the tightest hug.
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[He's very proud of his physical prowess, just as the samurai is as an adult. While Kazuha remains humble in many ways, such as anything that requires artistic talent, he's generally been confident in his skill as a warrior.
The young Kaedehara seems surprised, then embarrassed that he hadn't thought about that. Breaking in just seemed like the easiest solution.]
Oh, you're right... Offering to help is more like the samurai code.
[He cups his chin in his hand. Older Kazuha has retained this gesture too, and he does it whenever he's deep in thought. Yes, he wanted to be the best samurai he could be and exemplify the code.
He nods after a moment, deciding that he would first try to find alternate means before falling back on more brutish solutions. He looks back up at the godling, then notices where his eyes are looking. He touches it, rubbing the raised skin there.]
Oh, I got hit by a rock! It bled a lot, but it's okay since it reminds me of my mom. [He looks down, blushing a little as he smiles.] I don't remember much about her, but she smelled good and was really patient. She made it stop bleeding and gave me the tightest hug.