Ritsuka frowned when Kenshin refused the broom and he held it out to the guy again. Why would someone refuse something that would make their job easier? Was he just trying to be nice because Ritsuka was a kid? Or did it have to do with the soldiers everywhere? Regardless, Ritsuka took a step forward and continued to hold the brush out. "It's not that big of a deal. Switch with me."
And to emphasize his point, Ritsuka used his foot to slide his bucket across the floor and closer to Kenshin. He wasn't about to keep standing if the other guy was having a hard time. For all Ritsuka knew, he could be injured, making the entire endeavor painful.
His motions stopped, however, when Kenshin asked about his name. "...No. I was born in the winter. My parents are just weird, I guess." Just a little while longer and he'd have a birthday here. What a crappy place to turn 13, he thought with a sigh. "What about you? Himura isn't a name I hear very often. Where are you from?"
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And to emphasize his point, Ritsuka used his foot to slide his bucket across the floor and closer to Kenshin. He wasn't about to keep standing if the other guy was having a hard time. For all Ritsuka knew, he could be injured, making the entire endeavor painful.
His motions stopped, however, when Kenshin asked about his name. "...No. I was born in the winter. My parents are just weird, I guess." Just a little while longer and he'd have a birthday here. What a crappy place to turn 13, he thought with a sigh. "What about you? Himura isn't a name I hear very often. Where are you from?"