[maybe seeing genya like this, wracked with his own guilt, is more than enough for muichiro, the same it is for senjuro. of course the whole situation introduces new concerns, but he feels more for both of them than fear for himself.]
[Another scoff, but this one sounds more skeptical than anything. There are lots of thoughts in his head, but none of them feel particularly productive. It'll only worry Senjuro if he speaks them aloud, but...]
I don't deserve him. Or you. Or anyone. [His breath catches, and he finds himself growling in response.] I do this, you know. Break things. Hurt the people I care about.
[senjuro could argue that immediately, but somehow it feels more important to let genya get his feelings out than to contradict them as soon as he speaks them aloud. throughout it all, at least, senjuro doesn't let up on his grip. brows forever turned up seem to angle in even more concern than usual.]
[Ah, Genya visibly winces. With everything happening, he's losing track of his words and letting things slip. It's a dangerous game he's playing, and now he has to deal with the fallout.]
Y-yeah. You know. Sanemi. One of the Hashira.
[He has to hope that's all Senjuro is after — confirmation that he has a sibling. If he actually wants the truth, well...]
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I... don't know. Whatever you need to, I suppose?
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I don't deserve him. Or you. Or anyone. [His breath catches, and he finds himself growling in response.] I do this, you know. Break things. Hurt the people I care about.
Happened with my brother, too.
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Your brother...?
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Y-yeah. You know. Sanemi. One of the Hashira.
[He has to hope that's all Senjuro is after — confirmation that he has a sibling. If he actually wants the truth, well...]