[ If it were anyone else, he would be far less forthcoming, even when drunk, but he trusts Tsurumaru. They've spent enough time together that he thinks he understands him, a little, and he's willing to share a little more of himself. They're friends, aren't they? They've been partners, they've worked together.
He shakes his head, lifting his hand to tug the hairband off his topknot. ]
I only had two years left anyway, but I died. Turned into a Fiend.
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[ If it were anyone else, he would be far less forthcoming, even when drunk, but he trusts Tsurumaru. They've spent enough time together that he thinks he understands him, a little, and he's willing to share a little more of himself. They're friends, aren't they? They've been partners, they've worked together.
He shakes his head, lifting his hand to tug the hairband off his topknot. ]
I only had two years left anyway, but I died. Turned into a Fiend.