[The resemblances are there and it's giving him a small, hurting pang in his chest. Yamanbagiri knows and have seen how many of his comrades from home resemble their masters, or took after them based on the stories he heard. But with the all too recent departures of his comrades from Ryslig, the feeling caught him by surprise.

Hijikata's words snapped him out from his thoughts. Yamanbagiri steps in through the opened door and speaks, a little uncertain on how to talk to Hijikata.]

It's the least I can do...

[Once he's inside, Yamanbagiri turns to face Hijikata. Placing his hands onto Izuminokami, he carefully detach him—sheath and all—from his waist and hold him out to Hijikata.]

Here he is... [A brief pause, before he speaks again.] ... and sorry for carrying him by my side like that. Thought it's the best way for me to carry him and travel here.