There is something soothing about the color blue. He didn't know why he liked the color so much. It couldn't have anything to do with the thin wizard who only wore shades of blue. Or that his deep eyes were of the deepest blue. It didn't have anything to do with that wizard. He was not concerned with the wizard's haunted blue eyes. He was not concerned with the pain that crossed the pretty feminine face now and again.
He certainly didn't care that when they were in Ryonfi he had seemed eager to go to his death at the hands of that witch, no matter what he said. That although he hadn't died, he had allowed disappointment to cross his pretty face. He hated that. The acidic rain would have killed him. He'd been hurt enough. He didn't need the roughness which he was treated with, but he'd gotten it. And he didn't protest against it.
And again in Outo, he'd been unconcerned when the oni had attacked him. He'd been knocked unconscious. And although he would never admit it, a certain fear had run through the ninja. It wasn't possible that the simple wizard who only smiled would be hurt. He'd retaliated, destroying the oni who had attacked. He'd killed because the wizard had been hurt. Death was possible and he hated that he had allowed the thin waif to be hurt.
Obviously he hadn't died as he had continued to journey, but he'd come awfully close. And he hated that the wizard was so easy going about it all. It didn't merit his concern. He hated he was so uncaring about his own well-being. He didn't care about himself and he didn't care to stay alive.
When they had met Ashura, he'd been much quieter than ever before. It was disconcerting and awkward, but he'd liked the silent wizard as much as he liked (didn't!) the happy counterpart. He liked the happy wizard. The wizard who wore blue that matched his eyes. Blue eyes that were so sedate and cool and calm and opposite of the wizard's outgoing personality.
He liked the color blue. It calmed him and soothed him and always reminded him of the little wizard. The wizard he wanted, he yearned after and could never have.