Kazuha smiles as he opens his eyes to the feeling of the sun on his skin, of hard rock against his back as he relaxes. Never in his life did he know that he would be this content so far away from where he once considered home, and yet, with the world open for him to explore and you by his side, he doesn't think he'll ever go back to his old life. The samurai sits up and yawns idly before reaching down to make sure his sword is still by his hip.

As he hears the quiet shuffling of you beside him, Kazuha smiles and admires you for a short moment—completely enamored by your every trait. Archons, he doesn't know what he'd do without you beside him; you're so prone to danger, so easily hurt, that he isn't sure if he could live with himself if he were to lose you too. But he pushes the thought from his mind, shaking his head.

"It's a good morning to get moving again," he calls out softly. With one last weary yawn, he stands up and grabs his belongings. "Hm... maybe I'll stay here and admire the scenery for a bit longer."