[ Ill-advised though it may be to hand someone he so strongly opposes on a personal level a weapon — knowing intimately well exactly the sort of damage Geto can inflict with a blade this fine and dangerous — Yuta offers no resistance or comment when Geto reaches for the sword. The glance merely gets the slightest of nods in assent. However he might feel about this, he is not here to hinder Muramasa's business. The very nature of a blade means it is more than likely to inflict harm no matter which hands bear it and harm is harm no matter the intentions. Yuta isn't ignorant.
The thing is he also knows how hard Muramasa works and to see his work appreciated is— well, it's deserved. Worth it for that pleased reaction. Yuta's impassive mask is broken when he's jostled, expression helplessly slipping into something sheepish and wry as he breathes out a soft titter of a laugh. ]
Infamy is a kind of popularity, isn't it?
[ Not really.
And far be it for Yuta to tell a master craftsman what to do, but he only barely suppresses a sigh when the sword is being given essentially for free and he knows the sort of prices Muramasa is likely to quote next. ]
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The thing is he also knows how hard Muramasa works and to see his work appreciated is— well, it's deserved. Worth it for that pleased reaction. Yuta's impassive mask is broken when he's jostled, expression helplessly slipping into something sheepish and wry as he breathes out a soft titter of a laugh. ]
Infamy is a kind of popularity, isn't it?
[ Not really.
And far be it for Yuta to tell a master craftsman what to do, but he only barely suppresses a sigh when the sword is being given essentially for free and he knows the sort of prices Muramasa is likely to quote next. ]
You should really charge more...