Hah, maybe so... but you're constantly bettering yourself. Inspiring others to do the same. Always keeping me on my toes...

[And there's that new movement about the perfection of imperfection and all that.

Masamune yawns and curls up against Yukimura, sleepiness settling over him like a warm blanket. He should probably fetch an actual blanket but even the discarded clothing in arm's reach just seems like too much effort right now.]

I wouldn't want it any other way.