[Sakamoto knows that the inner workings of his mind are not all that mysterious- He never focused on the "woman's" face because he would've known who she was had he looked a little harder.
For a split second, it's as if every muscle in his face is frozen. His aching heart bleeds immediately- Why has Zura not cursed him out, struck him senseless where he sits? Surely, he's angry.
There's no way in hell the other has healed completely, nor will he ever- Gintoki was Zura's closest friend. But despite this, Sakamoto has never been bitter about the bond between the others. They let him in- That was more than enough.
They made him feel like family.]
Does a nose make a man?
[Faintly.]
While you really are pretty, m'aam-
To know just how wonderful ya are, I gotta get to know ya. A pretty face will wither and fade with time, but a heart of gold or a will of iron? Ahhhh, that stuff'll last a lifetime.
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For a split second, it's as if every muscle in his face is frozen. His aching heart bleeds immediately- Why has Zura not cursed him out, struck him senseless where he sits? Surely, he's angry.
There's no way in hell the other has healed completely, nor will he ever- Gintoki was Zura's closest friend. But despite this, Sakamoto has never been bitter about the bond between the others. They let him in- That was more than enough.
They made him feel like family.]
Does a nose make a man?
[Faintly.]
While you really are pretty, m'aam-
To know just how wonderful ya are, I gotta get to know ya. A pretty face will wither and fade with time, but a heart of gold or a will of iron? Ahhhh, that stuff'll last a lifetime.