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Kuri nods at Mitsu's offer to help, following after Masamune with the tray. He blinks at seeing the way Kojuro was situated, frowning a bit, fearing the worst. He relaxes though as Masamune calls out to Kojuro again.

Kojuro snaps awake at Masamune's firm tone, bolting upright and hissing as he aggravates his injuries from the sudden movements. He takes a moment to shove the pain away as best he can, then glance over at Masamune, blinking curiously as he catches sight of Kuri and Mitsu behind his lord. "Sorry, Masamune-sama. I must have dozed off." He didn't really sound all that sorry. He knew it would be awhile before he was back to moving around and even longer to retrain himself to his former health. "Come in, all of you, if you wish."

"Thank you." Kuri says, then moves in time with Mitsu to set the tray down, then bows his head slightly to Kojuro before fetching his own plate of food and mug of water from the tray, setting the plate on his lap as he sits cross-legged on the floor

Kojuro looks over the two Masamune was introducing. He was having a hard time grasping that these two were indeed swords in human form, then he glances at Ookurikara's left arm, eying the tattoo and nodding slightly to himself, remembering exactly what the carving on the blade itself looked like and seeing the match on the others arm. He glances back over at Mitsutada, allowing a bit of surprise to cross his face at the physical similarities between him and Masamune. Kojuro would never have a problem telling them apart, however. He'd raised Masamune pretty much and felt he knew his lord better than anyone else. "So, you... Shokudaikiri Mitsutada... I have you to thank for making Masamune-sama realize he was being childish in not eating in my absence." He bows as far as his injuries will allow to the one-eyed sword. He didn't feel one bit bad for stating again that Masamune was being childish about that. If it stuck in his lord's head, all the better if something like this happened yet again. Masamune couldn't be there all the time, after all, and everyone knew how much the one-eyed dragon depended on his right eye. He then flicks his gaze back to Ookurikara. "And you.... Ookurikara... I have you to thank for finding me and bringing me back, at the risk of your own life. You're a good man, doing what you did." He bows yet again to the tattooed sword.

Kuri had given Kojuro his undivided attention as well, and when the older man was finished, he bowed. "You're welcome. You are important to Masamune-sama, and are therefor important to Mitsutada and I as well." He was certain what he'd said was true for Mitsu as well. He nods in agreement to Masamune saying for Kojuro to ask him or Mitsu for anything he might need. Kuri had been focusing on Kojuro, so missed Masamune's expression. He did catch Kojuro's look of surprise though at what he'd said. Finally seeing Kojuro eating, Kuri starts to eat as well.

Kojuro could tell his young lord was hiding a smile. He allows a small one of his own to turn the corners of his mouth up slightly, then he nods at Mitsutada. "The two of you are a pair of his favored claws, so it makes sense Masamune-sama would be important to you both." He did show a bit of surprise at Ookurikara saying that Kojuro himself was important to the two swords as well, simply because he was important to Masamune. Thinking on it, though, it made sense to the older man. Masamune had had these two swords in particular for quite some time, after all. He glances at Masamune as his lord tells him to ask either of the swords should he need anything, nodding slightly. "I shall try to keep that in mind, Masamune-sama." He looks down at the tray of food in front of him, then back at Masamune for a moment. "Thank you." Thinking, of course, that it was food Masamune had prepared. Wrong, of course, but Kojuro couldn't know that unless he was told. When he starts eating, it's obvious he's enjoying the food.

Kuri relaxes against Mitsu as the other leans on him, not seeming to care at the moment if it irritated his injuries or not. Anyone who knew him well would be able to tell he was happy, even if he was giving his usual 'grump' expression currently. He continues eating until he had cleared his plate of food, then sets the empty dish and utensils on the ground nearby. He'd put it on the tray Kojuro was eating on when the older man had finished his own meal, that way all dishes could be taken out at the same time to be washed.

Kojuro looks surprised yet again when Masamune tells him who the chef was. He glances over at the swords, noting the two seemed extremely close from the way they were seated with each other. Even if Ookurikara's expression told him otherwise. He assumes it to be only because Masamune tended to use them together prior to the two of them taking on their new forms. He did note that Ookurikara had Mitsutada's sword at his waist and Mitsutada had Ookurikara's in return, which was odd to him. He'd have to ask Masamune about that later, he supposed. Then he inclines his head slightly to Mitsutada. "Thank you, then, Mitsutada. This is good." He raises an eyebrow at how quickly it seemed Ookurikara had cleared his plate, then chuckles slightly before going back to eating his own food. There were definitely similarities between the two swords and his young lord and Kojuro had a feeling he was in for quite the learning experience on just what these two were like in attitude and temperament. Eventually he finishes his meal as well and sets the dishes on the tray Masamune had placed there for him.

Kuri accepted the bite of food Mitsu was offering, then blinks as the other stood up, standing up shortly after. "I'll help too." He simply states, following after the one-eyed sword after bowing to Kojuro and Masamune. He was sure if he was bugging him, Mitsu would say something. But they usually did cleaning together anyway, and Kojuro would probably be less likely to answer if there was more than just Masamune in the room.

Kojuro was a bit thankful when both swords decided to take their leave as Masamune asked about his wounds. He sighs slightly, his stubborn pride wanting him to reassure his lord that all was well. The truth of the matter was, he could have certainly used some help the last time. There were injuries he couldn't see and couldn't reach easily on his back. He debates with himself internally about how best to answer his lord without setting him off, then decides pride be damned. Masamune would chew him out if he wasn't honest, and Masamune would be able to tell if he wasn't being honest.
"The wounds that I have been able to easily see and tend to myself are faring about as well as can be expected, Masamune-sama. The ones that I can't see or reach easily.... I am unsure about. Everywhere hurts, so it's hard to pinpoint exactly whether everything is recovering as it should...." It took alot for Kojuro to admit that he needed help. Especially when it came to admitting it to Masamune.

Kuri didn't know what exactly Mitsu had gone through dealing with so much time apart, but it had been pure hell for the Uchigatana too. While Mitsu had been here in Oshu with family, Kuri had essentially been alone out there. Whenever there weren't other people around him, he'd taken to talking to Mitsu's sword. Toward the later part of his mission, he'd even taken to curling up with Mitsu's sword in bed with him, held close, rather than held out at the side of his sleeping place. He had worried for awhile there, when Mitsu's sword had gone more dull rather than shiney. He assumed Mitsu had been very tired and had wished the sword to sleep well before kissing it and putting it away. Mitsu would probably laugh at all of that, however, so he kept it to himself. He blinks slightly at Mitsu as the other says to take their time, then he nods. "Yeah. That was part of the reason I came out with you. I figured Kojuro would be less likely to be honest with Masamune-sama if there were anyone else in the room."

Kojuro grimaces slightly at the mini-lecture he was being given. He knew he'd been wrong to hide the extent of his injuries from Masamune, but his foolish pride had gotten in the way. He sighs, then nods, following the order he'd been given and sliding the top of his robe off for Masamune to check the multitude of injuries on his back from various things he'd been put through.

Kuri nods, although he certainly wasn't hiding anything from his partner injury wise at the moment. If he'd been injured before they'd started their romantic relationship, yeah, he'd have tried hiding his injuries, like when he was injured during that last fight Masamune-sama had had with Yukimura. Now, however, he trusted Mitsu completely to tend to him when he's injured. Like now, although he wasn't injured nearly as bad as Kojuro was. "Like I was before we became more than partners on the field of battle, yeah. Now that we belong to eachother, I... trust you alot more. Someday I'll tell you more about what I did while I was away, when I feel up to discussing it." He rests his forehead against Mitsu's arm, then nods. "We should make the dessert first, then wash dishes." He suggests, thinking it'd use less water to just wash all the dishes at once.

Kojuro could practically feel the rage seeping off Masamune as the other took in the injuries. He probably would have chuckled at the barked order not to bow until Masamune said otherwise, but he did not wish to agitate his lord further. Instead, he merely nods his head. "Of course, Masamune-sama." It was good Masamune had left the room. Kojuro was certain if he hadn't gone when he had, that he'd have wrecked the room in the shrine Kojuro was being kept in. He glances over his shoulder at the sound of the door opening and closing again, tense, until he saw it was Masamune returned with fresh bandages and cleaning supplies. At the brief warning, Kojuro nods, bracing himself against the soon to be sting.