( He doesn't move, nothing changes. His mask is dropped but he's still as guarded as ever. He meets Mikazuki's smile with a steeled expression and the only thing that betrays him is the way his grip on Mikazuki's hand tightens at his touch. Their foreheads touch and there's a slightest pullback. He isn't one to get close to others easily and he has his reasons for being like that. It's why he dances away, let's things slide off him like water off his back. )

Who's hiding?

( Despite everything, there's an edge to his voice, something cocky and challenging. He's still a proud spirit, after all. He's always in sight. He has no problem with letting others see him. It's the closeness that makes him step back. He won't hide but he'll always take steps away, dodge things, move out of range, remaining ever out of grasp when others reach, )

... Do you ever think of our master? ( Is he avoiding the question all together or answering it indirectly, ) Of course you do.

You must think of what could happen to him. Things are well now but who knows what surprises are ahead of him? Betrayed, cut down, without honor, losing all of his possessions, all of that care and attention you've invested... gone. You're old too, Mikazuki Munechika, so surely you know this could happen sooner than later. Even with this renowned army, with all of this strength, and power...

( He presses back against Mikazuki, )

Life is full of surprises.

( If he expects the worst, he won't be surprised. If he embraces them, he might even be pleased. )