Hajime is trying to go into his breathing exercises, trying to focus. He's made it to cover, and the shot didn't seem to hit anything vital - and he, of course, did not drop his sword. But there's blood, a lot of it.
"Yes." he adds, finally, when his breathing slows a little.
Another deep breath. He's confident she has the skill needed, but even in this situation, as his eyes meet hers, he feels the need to make sure she doesn't panic, knows he trusts her, knows, on her promise, all will be well.
"Blood flows, there is more.
Cowards' blow shall not succeed.
Soft hands, I trust them."
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