[ That's not all, it's not. He will not stand, he will not as he begins to unsheathe his blade from his side — placing it right in front of the other's feet. His vessel, this same blade that makes Yamatonokami Yasusada who he is. ]

I will not just stand. I will continue to ask for your forgiveness. I understand, I will continue to live for him but in the end.. time can not be rewound and there's nothing I can do to bring him back. In the end, please allow me to do as much as I can for both you and him. I won't ask for you to destroy my blade, but please look at it and know that I'll do my best to protect you as much as Horikawa Kunihiro wanted you proteー

H.. Huh?

[ There's a pause at the male's words, what does he mean that Souji is here. Yamato's gaze upon the other doesn't break as he seems that he's in disbelief. No? That's not true. Souji Okita, his master, he's dead. Yamato knows that he's dead because his illness took him but the other speaks of him as if he's alive. ]

He's here? He can't be here. He's not. Please, don't say things like that when I'm asking for forgiveness. [ It sounds like him, not wanting to rest that does nothing but placed him in more and more trouble. His beloved master and Yamato can feel the bridge of his nose begin to burn. ]

Please, Vice-Commander. Now is not the time!