[It might be odd, walking in to see him actively out in the middle of the room, moving through several different positions with his own sword in hand. It's slow work, considering how he's had to nearly tie his dead arm to his waist with one of his shirts to keep it out of the way. But it's clear that, even though his balance is off, even though he has to think a little too much about his footing, the dead hand is definitely not his dominant.

He'll pause when he catches Ishi out of the corner of his eye, offering a tired wisp of a smile in confirmation. This room was plenty big enough for the both of them, he had nothing to complain about.

But then the other man keeps going.]

Nito-- oh. You mean Senri. [All you people and your honorifics! His eyes do soften, though.] Don't mention it. I felt I had to do something, so I did.

He's a good kid. I just think that heart of his is gonna get him in trouble.