[ If there's any surprise at the sudden, but gentle, headbutt Kousetsu's expression only registers it for a mere moment before he stands stiff once again. His frown is readily apparent as he looks down at Tenka. ]

...I see.

[ But does he really?! He was never very good at expressing himself, nor opening up to people. The other swords were always so eager and open with one another and yet he never felt the need to burden them with his own thoughts. ]

I...am not very good at such things. It is not easy to...speak with the others. [ He's not the most social or outgoing of the bunch, obviously. The only swords he'd ever open up are Sayo and Souza and even then...they both have their own horrible pasts, much more terrible then his own. He was always putting others before himself for that reason. His past compared to so many other swords was nothing. ]

My past has never been quite as...terrible as some of the others. It is why I rather listen and help those in need then to speak of my own thoughts.