In all his years of living people never wanted to touch him and even fewer after his eye became injured. It made his heart behave oddly as he glanced at the ground, "Regardless," he stated, "I've never intentionally hurt another like I have you."<br/><br/>It was an odd sort of truth. He had bloodied a few lips and even killed a man but never had he attempted to mentally break another being. He moved towards the kitchen after the other had called out to him from the hot spring. He grabbed two cups and a bottle that had dust on it and was unopened.<br/><br/>After washing the dust off he headed to the spring. He knew the Taiga's injuries could become infected if not taken care of again after the bath and considered it another reason to let the man go back to wherever he wanted to go. Setting the bottle and cups down he climbed into the water before opening the bottle and pouring our measured portions, "I only had a bottle flavored with plum. I hope it still suits you."<br/><br/>Mashi was formal and kept his gaze well off the other even as he held out a cup for the other to take. It was clear his own actions scared him more than he could admit. Once he had his cup in his hand he down it like a shot before pouring another.