(It isn't so much that it's a secret and more that in this particular situation, the thought that his sword may be close has his hopes raised and he hates being disappointed. He'd rather have a broken sword than no sword at all. At least then he would feel whole again after all this time.
While Shinjiro looks through the cabinet, Tsurumaru tries to help. He moves more slowly, careful not to worse his own condition but when Shinjiro opens the drawers he'll find packets of seeds. The names are faded and worn but the colors are still easy enough to see.
Red. Yellow. Green. Blue. Black.
Each color corresponds with a different tea. )
Those packs. (It's too much of a coincidence,) Do they say anything?
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(It isn't so much that it's a secret and more that in this particular situation, the thought that his sword may be close has his hopes raised and he hates being disappointed. He'd rather have a broken sword than no sword at all. At least then he would feel whole again after all this time.
While Shinjiro looks through the cabinet, Tsurumaru tries to help. He moves more slowly, careful not to worse his own condition but when Shinjiro opens the drawers he'll find packets of seeds. The names are faded and worn but the colors are still easy enough to see.
Red.
Yellow.
Green.
Blue.
Black.
Each color corresponds with a different tea. )
Those packs. (It's too much of a coincidence,) Do they say anything?