[itsuki will wave too, idly noticing that familiar, easy companionship Mikazuki and Tsurumaru have with one another. He thinks both swords are on the friendlier side compared to the rest, but even he can notice that their bond with each other is a little different from the ones they have with other swords??? romance....???

but for now he shelves those thoughts -- along with the thoughts mikazuki managed to inspire in itsuki who runs from plot all the time, in favor of focusing on buzen.]

It is a pretty impressive aura. It reminds me of just how long he must have been around for.

[that brief glimpse of sadness reminded him of buzen...

`I wonder, would it be enough to remind them that they are not alone?`

Itsuki loosens his grip a little, but keeps his hand on Buzen's chin. the other arm slides around Buzen's waist to pull him a little closer,]

...Your lipstick's smudged.

[Itsuki murmurs, before tilting his chin up further so he can kiss him firmly on the mouth, open-mouthed and hungry. he thinks of sadness and hearts and breaking and loneliness, thinks of his short life compared to buzen's long one, and finally, thinks of how nice it would be -- if he could always be here for him]