Hanatarou seemed confused, almost like the concept that he would be important to someone was a new one. Perhaps where he came from people were not sick as often? Or was it just that he was one of those self-deprecating types? That could very well be it, considering how meek he seemed to be.
Right there the swordsman decided that boosting this boy's confidence was a priority. Even if that meant he'd be teasing the living daylights out of him for the rest of the time. In a nice way, of course. At least, as nice as Okita got. Transferring the orange slice to his right hand, he reached out and lightly poked Hanatarou in the cheek with his pinky. "Confidence now, Hanatarou-san."
He and his abilities were extremely important, even if he didn't think so. Homura had allowed him to heal Kenren and Nataku - two of the people closest to him in the Institute. Okita hadn't seen the boy's injuries, but since he was a god like Homura was, Okita could only guess at how severe the wounds might have been. This meek little man had a power in him that Homura needed; and it was now Okita's job to get it for him.
"And if you fell asleep, I do hope you're feeling better now. It's no good to wear yourself out, you know." Smiling, the samurai popped the rest of the orange slice in his mouth and then rubbed his fingers together, trying to get the stickiness off. "Your assistance is invaluable, Hanatarou-san. Despite being one of the most active groups around at the moment, we severely lack the necessary healing power to keep our ranks alive. I can't express my gratitude enough that you would take time out of your schedule and help us."
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Right there the swordsman decided that boosting this boy's confidence was a priority. Even if that meant he'd be teasing the living daylights out of him for the rest of the time. In a nice way, of course. At least, as nice as Okita got. Transferring the orange slice to his right hand, he reached out and lightly poked Hanatarou in the cheek with his pinky. "Confidence now, Hanatarou-san."
He and his abilities were extremely important, even if he didn't think so. Homura had allowed him to heal Kenren and Nataku - two of the people closest to him in the Institute. Okita hadn't seen the boy's injuries, but since he was a god like Homura was, Okita could only guess at how severe the wounds might have been. This meek little man had a power in him that Homura needed; and it was now Okita's job to get it for him.
"And if you fell asleep, I do hope you're feeling better now. It's no good to wear yourself out, you know." Smiling, the samurai popped the rest of the orange slice in his mouth and then rubbed his fingers together, trying to get the stickiness off. "Your assistance is invaluable, Hanatarou-san. Despite being one of the most active groups around at the moment, we severely lack the necessary healing power to keep our ranks alive. I can't express my gratitude enough that you would take time out of your schedule and help us."