He laughed softly, but not in a mocking sort of way. His laughter was warm and kind as he turned to half hide his face in Tonbokiri's shoulder. He still didn't feel like sitting up quite yet, so the poor sword had to deal with Izuminokami's warmth and his hair flopped over his shoulder like so.

"I don't know if I'll be able to forget that sight. You showed me something I never would have expected and it was charming, especially now since I know the reasoning behind it... say. Does this mean I can't continue combing your hair...?"

He thought it was a fair question. Tonbokiri might not want him that close to his hair anymore.