[ well, he's not much in the pure strength department– he can only offer another average hand for the collective effort, but it certainly couldn't hurt now, could it?

when the carriage finally gives and its weight hits the ground instead of straining in the form of ropes in their hands, hanbei breathes a little huff of relief himself. ] There, I knew you could do it. [ he says to his men, meeting with them first and foremost. ] Are you alright? [ after some humble chatter with them, hanbei instructs them to bring it closer to a drier, more stable patch of ground and finally meets with tenka. ]

I hardly did a thing, Kumou-kun. [ he says, satisfied smile on his face nevertheless. ]

You, on the other hand... [ he looks at him thoughtfully, heavy on the pause where they ought to both know he's reflecting on what peculiarities allowed tenka to help so much. ] You were impressive.

[ and yet he doesn't ask, yet. ] I must repay you somehow.