{Voice; UN: bakusaiga}

[prince_of_the_moon]

I wish to fight.

{Because, damn it all, he knows battle. Relationships? Apparently he is a failure in that arena.}

Do not reply if you are weak.

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[lordofrebirth]

[He senses absolutely no threat from the weapon so he doesn't even move. He lets it pass through him with mild interest before finally catching the demon's wrist to hold it firmly so he can have a closer look at the blade. To get a feel for what it says to him.]

This is a blade of healing. One to conquer death. I am very much alive.

[prince_of_the_moon]

{He glowers when his wrist is caught, expecting far, far worse than a mere examination. That arm has been severed from his body before and he doesn't wish to experience that loss again.}

Alive yet you can walk in the spirit realm?

[lordofrebirth]

How else would I guide them to spirits to their next life? I am an Immortal. I am not dead.

[He releases the arm he's holding and puts that hand behind his back again.] You have the potential to be stronger but this blade will never harm me.

[prince_of_the_moon]

You are not a spirit either. You truly are a god.

{He sheathes Tenseiga more to protect it than make a point. His breathing is erratic - those earlier blows did damage.}

Is there a reason I should wish for your death?

[lordofrebirth]

Not unless your death is your wish.

[In other words, he knows he is stronger and he's been holding back. So he fully believes he would obliterate this demon if he tried to kill him.]

You are injured. I would recommend you stop before you truly suffer damage.

[prince_of_the_moon]

{That...he respects. Sesshomaru isn't an idiot. It is rare for him to meet someone so much stronger than himself.}

I am not blind nor do I wish to die. You have my respect.

[lordofrebirth]

[So the pup can learn. He can appreciate that. It even earns the smallest nod of approval from the Lord. With a wave of his hand, he lets his weapon vanish.]

Why are you fighting?

[prince_of_the_moon]

{After sustaining a beating, yes. That's usually how his family works.}

To forget. To return to what I know.

[lordofrebirth]

And did it work?

[From the look of this pup he can be pretty sure the answer is no.]

[prince_of_the_moon]

The thoughts return. {He isn't hurt or exhausted enough to stop them.}

[lordofrebirth]

You would be better off embracing them and learning from them then. [With a sweep of his sleeve, he turns to start walking off.]

[prince_of_the_moon]

{He lets out a quiet snort.} I believe that is inevitable.

{Spitting out some blood, he walks to a tree and sits down beneath it.}