[ Brigade sets the favor he wants to ask aside. Then takes it back into his mind's hand. Coincidence that he was going to ask it? Maybe. Fate? The existence of beings like Setsuna Shinta have made him think the latter's possible. He clenches his fists. Unclenches them. Clenches them again. ]

Brother, respectfully: That's an order you're only going to give me when you've "gone off your rockers". And I already told you, that's the only time I won't listen. [ He pauses. Afraid he may have pushed too hard. His brother had just asked him moments ago not to. Not to make him break.]

[ He breathes in deep, so Hikaru can see, cause he can, what he's feeling. ] I'll make sure everyone's safe. I'll take everyone you care for and make sure they're safe. If they run back, I'll do my best to keep them all away so you don't wake up with their blood on your hands ever again. [ Brigade feels... hurt? He feels... he doesn't know. What do you feel when your brother asks you to abandon him. ]

Cause you're going to wake up. I know you are. There's always going to be something of you in there. I'm going to drag it out. Whatever it takes.

[ He thinks on the favor. He breathes in deep. Fate, huh? He remembers why he was built in WWII. He remembers his conversation about a month back with Father Aidan. Maybe this is the "good" he's meant to do in life. ] I was going to ask for you to go back with me to the Shrine of the Zangyaku Initiation. I was going to ask you to let me fight you every fortnight, till I can hit you. Then till I can beat you. [ It was just supposed to be for fulfillment. Now it seemed (if Hikaru granted it) it would be preparation. ]

I can't promise I'll ever turn my back on you. We... our type... we only have each other, Brother Weapon.