[He jumps as Ryou yells, scrambling backwards and grabbing the hilt of the sword. But... then the other boy just falls over, staring at him in horror. Ah... that look...
His fingers slide off the grip and he adjusts the straps, turning to go with the air of someone all too used to that reaction, if for different reasons.]
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His fingers slide off the grip and he adjusts the straps, turning to go with the air of someone all too used to that reaction, if for different reasons.]