The Shadow pours another measure of scotch into his own tumbler, and clinks the bottle very lightly against Ichi's sake cup in an offer. It seems for the moment he has outpaced the blind man at drinking. The second sigh rattles very faintly, deep in his chest. His brusque manner seems to have put his newfound ally ill at ease.
"I don't like debts. I could have walked away from the fight." PINpointed away, at any rate, but he assumes he will not be called on this technicality. "If you had asked me to stay and fight, I might feel obligated, but you did not. When I saw a fight coming, I threw myself into it not just for your sake. However morally maladjusted it may be, I like to fight. I chose to take part, knowing you were probably capable of defending yourself, because the rush of battle called to me." His voice drops slightly, in both tone and volume, but it gains a bitter edge. "What I fight these days isn't so black and white anymore. It was almost a relief to know who was in the wrong and strike a killing blow without doubt and regrets."
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Date: 2009-10-13 04:25 am (UTC)"I don't like debts. I could have walked away from the fight." PINpointed away, at any rate, but he assumes he will not be called on this technicality. "If you had asked me to stay and fight, I might feel obligated, but you did not. When I saw a fight coming, I threw myself into it not just for your sake. However morally maladjusted it may be, I like to fight. I chose to take part, knowing you were probably capable of defending yourself, because the rush of battle called to me." His voice drops slightly, in both tone and volume, but it gains a bitter edge. "What I fight these days isn't so black and white anymore. It was almost a relief to know who was in the wrong and strike a killing blow without doubt and regrets."