#Saito also be rusty for me so pls forgive me ]

[tarvos]

War turned the warmest of hearts into stone. If Saito had that warm heart to begin with, it probably would have done the same to him as well. He had seen it as a child growing up, and now as a samurai upon the battlefield. This entire war was a long one, and had stolen many lives already. It was due to take much more until it ended, and Saito had to watch it all happen.

Ice blue eyes watched as he observed the other’s hand through the corner of his eye, taking in his mannerisms. It seems what he had said had struck something with such a statement, despite it being true. The silence wasn’t an unwelcome one, as Saito wasn’t usually one for conversation anyway. However, it was one full of heaviness that fell upon his shoulders.

❝Perhaps.❞ He simply said, his voice remaining calm as he responded to the other’s observation.  ❝Is it not the way of life?❞

He had noticed the hand lifting, moving towards him and yet freezing and returning to it’s owner. Was he attempting to comfort him? Despite him not making the touch, Saito appreciated the thought. He failed to comment on it as he had now closed his eyes and simply listened silently. 

❝I have not received any reason to shed a tear at this present moment in time.❞ Though, despite him not admitting it, he had shed many tears for the fallen. Both innocent, friends and even family figures. 

【 Continued || @oniiblade​​ 】