"You know... I sometimes remember the way I was held before... the way I was cared for by Hijikata-san... and I miss those times. Perhaps this is what it means for a human to carry a heavy heart...?"

He wasn't looking at Tonbokiri as he said it though. Just idly combing his fingers through his own hair. He didn't show it half as much as Yasusada did in his love for his old master, but every little thing he did, he tried to imitate his own master, perhaps if living like he did might keep that close feeling...