[ 'Don't have to say it'... If only it was that easy. It's pretty much unfair if Ookurikara is the only one leaving things unsaid, especially when it's painfully obvious that Mitsutada met a haunting spectre back there as well. Ookurikara has no exact guess about who that spectre might be, but it's very probable that it's someone as important as Hiromitsu to Ookurikara.

Should he ask him about that ?

Not until he tell him his part first, obviously. He grabs his glass of tea to take a small sip first before he finally brings his face to stare at Mitsutada. ]

I met Hiromitsu. My swordsmith. [ His mouth is just partially open, definitely indicating about how lost at words he is. ] My father.

[ That's one way of putting it, right.

And it's still kind of painful to remember what kind of words that the hallucination of the said father branded him as: An utter failure. Ookurikara is more or less not letting it out on his face anymore, fortunately. ]

It's just... [ A small pause before he is finally able to let it out: ] ...Sorry about before. Didn't mean to shoo you away like that.