[He could have drawn his hand back quickly, but he intentionally doesn't. The cut the blade leaves him with stings and bleeds lightly as he draws his hand back to inspect it, but as expected it didn't manage to end in any damage that is more than superficial from such an angle.

Shrugging, he holds Takuto's eyes. behind his back his wings unfurl lightly; not enough to be used for flight, but enough to be fully mobile and a danger not to be ignored with the nasty hooks their thumbs end in.]

Sorry, but I already was there. You should really listen more what I tell you. They got scared of me taking over, that's why I had to leave in the first place. By the way...

[He doesn't know what to feel about this open betrayal, but he knows one thing for sure. He doesn't like to have people trying to clip his wings. He won't let himself be tied down anymore, won't believe any stories without a good reason and won't take anymore orders that he does not agree with! If Takuto has changed enough that he thinks that he can reign him like that then Aion isn't going to mourn after him.] -that's not how you do the hand-trick in a battle.

[With that he suddenly leapt forward, aiming to knock the other's blade to the side with the armored backof his hand.]