[It's a comfort to hear her stalwart commitment to him, and it allows him to breathe a sigh of relief inwardly. It's one thing to tell someone like the traveler, who's battled against the Abyss, has an understanding of it, and has seen what he becomes when he utilizes the power he gained from it.

It's another to break something like this to his sweet girlfriend who's probably never had to deal with a single denizen of the Abyss. The closest she'll ever get to it is the hilichurls, and he sincerely hopes that it stays that way for her back in Inazuma, unless of course she decides to walk a similar path to his own. He can dream.

He stops with her to let her collect her thoughts, waiting patiently for her to ask the questions that require answers of which he's kept to himself for a very long time.]

Yes, I have. It happened when I was fourteen, [he starts, trying to figure out a way to phrase this so it's not quite as dramatic as it was experiencing first hand.]

I fell into an unknown abyss, and I was down there for about, three months or so. That's where I met my master and learned nearly all of my combat abilities. It's for this reason why I suspect the sword's blade looks like it comes from the Abyss. The experience left a lasting impression on me...I probably wouldn't be the person I am today if that hadn't happened.