It isn't that I don't trust you, Mitsuzane...

[Unfortunately, Takatora trusted Mitsuzane far more that he knew was healthy or that he wanted to let on, but he was fairly sure his younger brother already knew that with how easy he was to manipulate.]

I simply don't want to burden you. However... [He pressed his lips together for a moment, then reached across the table to lightly grasp Mitsuzane's hand, looking up at him.] Thank you. It means more than you know to hear you say these things.