[ Magoichi stretches a little, her voice softening as she continues to speak. ]
I remember being asked, once, why I took the task of cleaning my Master's guns so willingly. It is not the most pleasant work, leaving one covered in oil and grime, and there are many small parts on a gun one must pay close attention to get properly clean.
My answer was easy to me, though it seemed to surprise those who had asked. That my master trusted me enough with the responsibility to clean the weapons he used on the field, the very objects that decided his life or death on the field... what greater honor could there be than that?
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[ Magoichi stretches a little, her voice softening as she continues to speak. ]
I remember being asked, once, why I took the task of cleaning my Master's guns so willingly. It is not the most pleasant work, leaving one covered in oil and grime, and there are many small parts on a gun one must pay close attention to get properly clean.
My answer was easy to me, though it seemed to surprise those who had asked. That my master trusted me enough with the responsibility to clean the weapons he used on the field, the very objects that decided his life or death on the field... what greater honor could there be than that?