[Mohawk, ballroom slick-back, whatever. Hizamaru doesn't care. He's all warm and flowery from the attention, plus it feels good to have his hair and scalp played with.]

Don't worry, elder brother. I won't betray you either. We'll always be brothers--we'll know. If there's a demon pretending to be you, I would be able to tell. Or if it had possessed your body, I would know it wasn't you.

[He drops his head back a bit to peer at Higekiri. He grins just slightly, and then he drops himself heavily back onto Higekiri so his weight it smooshing.]