[Peaceful, huh? Takasugi's face falls when he hears the word. Not because he can't relate - there may be upheaval elsewhere in his country, but at the school their calm days are interrupted only by childish spats.
He's disappointed, because he's always been far more interested in stories of strife.]
Here... [His gaze slips upwards, towards the gentle blue sky.] Some people say there's a war.
Some people say it's nothing more than a few madmen causing problems.
[He doesn't really see the difference.]
You should be careful traveling, old man. Or you might wander onto a battlefield. [The wry warning is enough for a smile to twist on his lips, but it's fleeting.]
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He's disappointed, because he's always been far more interested in stories of strife.]
Here... [His gaze slips upwards, towards the gentle blue sky.] Some people say there's a war.
Some people say it's nothing more than a few madmen causing problems.
[He doesn't really see the difference.]
You should be careful traveling, old man. Or you might wander onto a battlefield. [The wry warning is enough for a smile to twist on his lips, but it's fleeting.]