(Mutsu never puts on a front without a reason. He's an honest sword! And right now, there's no one to protect or that he needs to be strong for so he can afford to be open with his emotions... which is being bright and casual as usual.
The question catches him off guard just slightly. He's not surprised that he's been asked and it's a valid question but he'd never really thought of it himself. He's quiet for a half second as he runs through his thoughts and memories. Why wasn't he in Tosa? How did he get all the way to Hokkaido?)
I dunno. (He really doesn't know.) Haven't been home in a long time, really... Don't really mind either.
(Which is a little sad. He misses it.)
... I’m closer here...
(Closer to Ryouma and even after all of these years, he can still feel his heart both swell with pride and twist with sadness. So maybe there is some fronting after all but not for the reasons Souza is necessarily thinking. The thing that hurts Mutsu the most isn't the fire but something older.)
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The question catches him off guard just slightly. He's not surprised that he's been asked and it's a valid question but he'd never really thought of it himself. He's quiet for a half second as he runs through his thoughts and memories. Why wasn't he in Tosa? How did he get all the way to Hokkaido?)
I dunno. (He really doesn't know.) Haven't been home in a long time, really... Don't really mind either.
(Which is a little sad. He misses it.)
... I’m closer here...
(Closer to Ryouma and even after all of these years, he can still feel his heart both swell with pride and twist with sadness. So maybe there is some fronting after all but not for the reasons Souza is necessarily thinking. The thing that hurts Mutsu the most isn't the fire but something older.)