[Syaoran inches in a little closer at Kurogane's silent invitation, his eyes studying the intricate sword. He didn't have extensive knowledge when it came to katanas-- jians were more his specialty, thanks to his training-- but he couldn't help being interested, nonetheless. Maybe it was just seeing how it was structured, how it might hold up in a fight, and how it compared to his own that he found so fascinating.
His gaze glances up when Kurogane mentions it's name, though, curiosity in his eyes. His own sword didn't have a name at least not one that we know of yet, thanks CLAMP, but this one had to have some level of importance or attachment to it to earn that honor.]
Is it a family heirloom of some sort...? Or was it crafted just for you?
[Because he could definitely see something that well-made being passed along in the sort of world Kurogane just described-- but also them having a booming sword trade, too. Syaoran's own jian certainly fell in that first camp.]
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His gaze glances up when Kurogane mentions it's name, though, curiosity in his eyes. His own sword didn't have a name
at least not one that we know of yet, thanks CLAMP, but this one had to have some level of importance or attachment to it to earn that honor.]Is it a family heirloom of some sort...? Or was it crafted just for you?
[Because he could definitely see something that well-made being passed along in the sort of world Kurogane just described-- but also them having a booming sword trade, too. Syaoran's own jian certainly fell in that first camp.]