[Why yes, thank you. He situates the sword at his side so he can sit on the edge of the loveseat without needing to take the sword completely off. Plus it keeps his posture straight and polite.]

He does...?

[Maybe the posture wasn't necessary. Hizamaru visibly swells with pride and love, and a small, shy smile comes to his face. His cheeks probably get a tad red.] Elder brother and I were made from the same core. [He touches his chest with one hand.] Even if he forgets my name, I don't think he'll ever forget my spirit.

We've spent a lot of time together, but... also a lot of time apart. Our former masters all gave us different names. Elder brother had to remember his own names as well as mine. Some people call me Usumidori. It may be why elder brother forgets I'm called Hizamaru.