After meeting and falling in love with someone new, Kenshi felt like he had to pursue a new romance. It was different from his usual life where he was always alone and brooding, so this was a change, even for him. Each letter he got from his new lover, always seemed to cause him to smile, while his fingers gently grazed over the braille lettering.

It was heartfelt, and his dear battle katana Sento hummed with bliss and satisfaction. He keeps feeling the braille, his heart beating with each word. How cute, he thought. He set the letter down and got to work immediately, crafting a letter of his own. He ran his fingers along the paper, feeling the etching of the pen marks. He too was satisfied, packaging the letter, and sending it off with the dove

“I hope they will like it..”