"Good," he nodded, then took a seat on an adjacent couch from the boy. At the returned question, Kurogane gave his shoulder a quick glance. "It's fine." Or however fine it was supposed to be for the kind of injury it was. This was about the fourth day since then, and he could barely feel that it was there. The scar was the only reminder now, but he wasn't one to linger on past mistakes and so ignored it.

"This place is starting to get on my nerves," he said at length. Though he wasn't one for conversation, he hadn't been able to vent about things for a while. Last night hadn't even allowed him to have a decent fight, aside from the verbal one with the magician. If anything, those arguments only added to his frustrations.