The towel Tonbokiri offers is small, little more than a hand towel to keep around his neck as he worked in the stable. Therefore, it certainly smells of horse and is a little dusty, but is truly the best he can give at the moment.
He is rather touched when Iwatooshi takes it without hesitation.
He is about to reassure him that even a naginata would surely be no trouble for Aruji to accommodate if needed, but then he is hit with that expression. Tonbokiri is very much unused to being the subject of such an honest, openly fond expression, and before he can even think of a reply he feels his face warming.
Ah, no, such a reaction might cause a misunderstanding?
Turning quickly to walk further into the stable he answers, "There's a few over here. They're meant for the horses, but they're dry." And full of horse hair, which Tonbokiri doesn't mind one bit. But he wouldn't offer it to another, especially a sempai.
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He is rather touched when Iwatooshi takes it without hesitation.
He is about to reassure him that even a naginata would surely be no trouble for Aruji to accommodate if needed, but then he is hit with that expression. Tonbokiri is very much unused to being the subject of such an honest, openly fond expression, and before he can even think of a reply he feels his face warming.
Ah, no, such a reaction might cause a misunderstanding?
Turning quickly to walk further into the stable he answers, "There's a few over here. They're meant for the horses, but they're dry." And full of horse hair, which Tonbokiri doesn't mind one bit. But he wouldn't offer it to another, especially a sempai.