[ A small smile as the braid sways, and he gently brings his fingers over it, brushing the ends of the braid. He hums a little, considering Hijikata. He's sure it's surprising for the other. He can gather he's known him, or a variation of him, for awhile. But he also sees that this is the first time he's heard this. He's no shocked by this fact - he's naturally impulsive and he shares when he feels right about it. ]

I'd rather be loved as a human than worshiped as an Archon.

[ A playful hum. ]

Wouldn't you have treated me different if that was the first thing you learned about me?