"things like me are pretty resilient so i'll live thanks to that healer" shiro says quietly as he closes his eyes and rests, having had to put alot of energy into regeneration. "and no thanks... the nearest water source is infested with big fish that have sharp teeth..." shiro says quietly with his eyes closed in answer to mihai'en's offer of aid of some sort. despite his age shiro looked quiet weathered and beaten even as he was dozed off, scaring on his face and neck making him look older than he actually was and most likely lending to the fact that he had seen things that most men would shy away from. however, shiro has an odd tendency to always keep a hand on the hilt of his sword even in sleep and since mihai'en had been told of it's origins it was likely that this was all he had left of his family