"To treat the wounded is noble, Kami-sensei, but it is not service. It is doing your duty, aiding in the war, and it is invaluable... But you did not serve. Not by the laws of the Hataga." Shira replied in her usual, to-the-point tone. Kami having been brusque was nothing to Shira, who had spent over half of her life under the tutelage of Warbringer Bujin, a caustic and thoroughly ascerbic man by even his own admission - but he was as close to a father as Shira had ever had, and he was undeniably one of the most skilled members of the Hataga to have ever existed. Kami was but a pebble compared to the landslide that she had endured from Bujin; it almost seemed as if Shira was rehearsed to respond to the manner in which she was being talked to - another indication that Shira was one who truly served. One thing that Shira could not help but notice was the level of detail with which Kami was eyeing Unmei no Chikara, and in those rapid eye movements and changes of breath, Shira saw the admiration she had for the work of art that was Unmei no Chikara.
"That blade predates Shinobi, Kami-sensei. It was forged by Warbringer Kamabushi for Warbringer Areshiki, the latter of which I am descended from. What you hold in your hands is the lineage of the Hataga, a piece of history that has seen every major war for as long as war has existed - it is a relic whose burden reminds us that we are the ones who govern War, that the burden we hold is one that the very universe mandates we hold. Warbringer Kamikasu and Warbringer Toshokan both agreed that the universe is cyclical in its nature, and that the Hataga are the stewards of the cycle of War - through their plans and their manuscripts was Warbringer Kamabushi able to capture the essence of that cycle in a material form, and it has been passed down ever since. It is as much a manuscript as any other, and it carries a harsh lesson. Perhaps you can study it and learn of the Hataga as a part of our training regime - I believe Warbringer Kamikasu wrote some treatises on the human body that we still hold in the Institute of War." Shira added, taking as much zeal in the idea of the weapon as Kami was. Even after so long, the intricacies of the weapon she carried never ceased to amaze her, and her endless desire for service was matched only by that endless fascination of the rich history of the Hataga - and sharing that with another was a great honour.
Shira took the weapon back from Kami, and the familiar heft returned her to the world of the focused and disciplined - the shift would be immediately obvious to Kami, even though the pair had only just met. The shift was almost palpable in its force, and as Shira returned to bearing the familiar destiny of a long lineage of warriors it was evident that she had a will stronger than most people could even begin to imagine. It took discipline in the levels of the preternatural to begin to bear what Shira bore with calmness and integrity. Then, Kami spoke up.
"I know that it is a temple - it requires maintenance and routine in order to perform at optimum levels. I know that my body is adequate, but not optimum, and that I much achieve optimum levels in order to progress. I know that the body is also vulnerable, and that it has weaknesses I am able to exploit - it has little tells that when read correctly can dictate entire fights, and even entire wars. The body is, in essence, the perfect tool for war - knowledge of it aids you, and your knowledge hinders your enemy. It is an advantage I am keen to capitalise on, Kami-sensei."