Musashi just looked exhausted and relieved once Roze was out of the bedroom and soaking in the bathroom. He left that work up to Miwako, assuming the little girl could manage washing and dressing his partner on her own.
He didn't rest, however, listening to the others and working diligently to help clean, taking to the bed for fresh linens first.
"It galls me to think the children before you lot might be corrupted in any way. Its usually assumed there's a sort of...immunity there. As though you're all untouchable in some way. It might seem foolish but a lot of us practically idolize our Chosen. I know I do," he remarked, looking over his shoulder toward the bathroom before lowering his head and quietly tucking in the corners of the sheets.
"This should never have happened. We're supposed to look after you all," the Kotemon murmured, sniffing softly and keeping his head down as he worked.
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He didn't rest, however, listening to the others and working diligently to help clean, taking to the bed for fresh linens first.
"It galls me to think the children before you lot might be corrupted in any way. Its usually assumed there's a sort of...immunity there. As though you're all untouchable in some way. It might seem foolish but a lot of us practically idolize our Chosen. I know I do," he remarked, looking over his shoulder toward the bathroom before lowering his head and quietly tucking in the corners of the sheets.
"This should never have happened. We're supposed to look after you all," the Kotemon murmured, sniffing softly and keeping his head down as he worked.