Hijikata twitched a little bit as Souji rolled into him, but it was only momentary. He dropped his now spent cigarette onto the floor--he could clean it up later--and snorted a bit at that question.

"Nothing important," he replied. The last thing he needed was Souji prying into his poetry writing again. "Talked to someone today who was looking for a good sword. I told him I'd investigate getting one." Which was true, after all. He hadn't made any promises to Kurogane, but since Souji was here anyway, he might as well mention it.