"How dare you speak of the symbol and bloodline trait like it was just some tool to use, and nothing more you disgust me." He spoke in vile disgust for the comments about his eyes. Knowing full well the Giant wouldn't react even the slightest to his words, suddenly he turned and saw what happened to his companion. And with a smile he set on his knees where she lay on the ground, and assisted her up with hand to stand by the blade, her beauty was inspiring and simple, yet brutish and elegant, her stared at her in slight awe until his jaw starting dropping which he quickly fixed in time to react to her talking.
"Uragiri? Strange, name, I haven't heard of it before at all, neither have I heard of this 'Jigwokwu' or whatever it was called.." He intentionally mispronounced it as a joke, he ensured he spoke loudly enough for the Giant to hear.
Surprised by her words and description, "I am imagining forging armor and weaponry with the use of a soul's energy is a tricky task.." He paused, then spoke in a lower to avoid the Giant listening in too much. "So, if the only way we," he paused as he pointed at her and himself. "Can become 'one' is you have a name, you haven't told me your name, so, I must give you, a name?" he paused again as he skimmed across the room, scouring every nook and cranny of the room with his eyes looking for inspiration, he scratched the back of his neck, then his chin, this his hair, and then his neck again in frustration.
And suddenly, after almost 30 seconds of puzzling looks, he snapped his fingers. "I got it!" He said out loud.
A quick cough to clear his throat, his fists tightened then loosened, he raised both his hands and grabbed his companion on both her shoulders, he looked deeply into her yellow-brown eyes, his own green eyes passionately looking in silence, after a few seconds that may as well have felt like an eternity. "Your name, is Wakahisa.. Hitomi.." As he spoke the name he leaned in close, he pushed his body forward on her as he held her tightly yet softly in his arms as he closed his eyes and leaned in a little closer, his lips, dry from the ashen and dusky surroundings and from not having drunk much of any water while running all this distance with her.
He didn't know what was gonna happen, he wasn't sure what it would accomplish, he wasn't sure of much anything at this point. More or less he simply went with the flow.
It was because of him she wanted to escape, it was because of him she know had the chance for freedom, he wanted to take responsibility of his actions, granted even sure what he did. The entire history of all that he had done was nothing but a blur of his mind at this point. It was weird, and strange, yet sensational to experience. Shit, he wasn't even sure if what he's doing is the correct thing to do. Could he take him on? Could he beat the shit out of the Giant Ogre? Was his attempt at a trick even worth a shot at all? What he hell is doing?! Could he seriously do this and not expect a slap in the face like usual? I mean, if this was Kahako she'd be ready to roundhouse kick Keiji, same goes for Hikari and presumably also Kaoru, Senna and Kiyoko. Shit, he has way too many girls around him.
His mind kept wandering back and forth, around, up and down, everywhere, he couldn't halt himself from thinking too many thoughts.
[OOC: Wakahisa = Forever Young, Hitomi = Pupil of the eye]