crying out into the dark night

Hanzō · 12-02-2020, 10:03 AM

What in the world was beyond an Empress' grasp? It wasn't as though he made a pointed effort to be distant, but he supposed he could see where she was coming from, in a sense. But everything was always so much more complicated than it seemed at face value. She claimed that she'd felt something for a while but in the grand scheme of things they hadn't known one another for much time at all, and it wasn't as though he'd gone out of his way to woo her either. As if he even knew how to do such a thing. Even if her feelings were earnest and not caused by her situation there was still the issue of propriety, he took his duties as a shinobi seriously and had never once slipped into the realm of unprofessionalism. And yet here he was, considering it. Weighing up the pros and cons with a stern look planted across his features, as though for once he was willing to make an exception. To draw her close instead of holding her back at arms length. It was completely out of character and an former version of himself would no doubt think it was unacceptable but Hattori had always been quick on his paws to adapt to whatever situation he was in. But that made it sound overly cynical, though in part he wanted to do as he was told it wasn't as if he had an issue with it either. Not really.

There was so much for the pair to think about and for once Hattori had no intention of making a swift decision right now. Sometimes it was better to wait.

"I will...see what I can do." It wasn't a promise since he wasn't the sort to make those he couldn't keep, but he would make an effort all the same. He shifted a little, his tail laying over the dip of her back. Respectful but more than enough to provide the comfort she sought.

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crying out into the dark night

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Hanzō