[ ryouma sits down, setting the bottle on the table and then the cups. despite the injury he gets along well enough because he's done this before; it's not the first time he's had to get by on one and a half hands. he's perfectly capable of pouring sake. ]

It's not that bad, honestly! I was supposed to be resting it but I was busy so I hadn't had a chance to until now. It's just a little sore, that's all.

[ he doesn't mind izō giving him a hard time at all. it's comforting, if anything, how normal and familiar it feels when nothing else does. ]

Glad you're here, Izō...