[ Wait, what? He's already reeling with surprise at Geto apparently trusting him enough to tell him what Muramasa's blades are worth that he really doesn't need Muramasa just agreeing and going along with him so easily. The clap on his shoulder momentarily distracts him, body kind of turning into it automatically in that same affection-starved way he always accepts hair ruffles in without any fuss whatsoever. He stares, nonplussed, at Muramasa's retreating back while Rika drifts closer to him, breaching the gap now left behind in Muramasa's wake.
It takes a beat or two for the impossibility of the task laid before him to sink in fully. ]
Ehh?
[ A little higher pitched now, distressed. ]
How am I supposed to know that...!?
[ Does he go by the day rate of any regular master blacksmith or does he take into account that Muramasa crams what would take said regular blacksmiths far longer into a mere few days? Do you charge for that kind of expertise and supernatural expedience? How much is fair? None of that is even going into the fact it's a Muramasa blade.
Yuta's eyes light up a brighter silvery blue when he activates his ocular, a clear indication that there is either some furious googling or calculating being done (it's both), even as he mutters out a muted: ]
no peepaW GET BACK HERE
[ Wait, what? He's already reeling with surprise at Geto apparently trusting him enough to tell him what Muramasa's blades are worth that he really doesn't need Muramasa just agreeing and going along with him so easily. The clap on his shoulder momentarily distracts him, body kind of turning into it automatically in that same affection-starved way he always accepts hair ruffles in without any fuss whatsoever. He stares, nonplussed, at Muramasa's retreating back while Rika drifts closer to him, breaching the gap now left behind in Muramasa's wake.
It takes a beat or two for the impossibility of the task laid before him to sink in fully. ]
Ehh?
[ A little higher pitched now, distressed. ]
How am I supposed to know that...!?
[ Does he go by the day rate of any regular master blacksmith or does he take into account that Muramasa crams what would take said regular blacksmiths far longer into a mere few days? Do you charge for that kind of expertise and supernatural expedience? How much is fair? None of that is even going into the fact it's a Muramasa blade.
Yuta's eyes light up a brighter silvery blue when he activates his ocular, a clear indication that there is either some furious googling or calculating being done (it's both), even as he mutters out a muted: ]
His swords are worth millions back home.