winter wonderland
01-01-2021, 09:13 AM
Hattori was silent, his expression tight and judgmental as he stared right at Hikaru. Unless he'd suddenly learned how to lie in the past few months then Hattori was about certain that he was telling the truth. His assumption was a bit presumptuous though, as if ghost Hattori would deem him worthy of haunting, surely Hikaru knew he'd have more deserving wolves to torment. Even an idiot could come to that conclusion, but that was neither here nor there really. Hattori wasn't the sort to linger on tangent strings. Rather he focused on the uncertainty of his posture, the way he aired it all like an open book, the longer Hattori shared his company the clear it became that his initial judgement was correct. Hikaru wasn't an Iga wolf, he just couldn't make the cut.
Though many Iga wolves would spit such a thing as an insult, Hattori knew the truth of the matter. Not all wolves were made for this life, there was no shame in acknowledging that and the sooner they came to terms with it the better. Some pack around here could no doubt make good use of his skills, he simply had to seek them out if he wished.
“I am well.” He assumed the same could be said for Hikaru, he was alive after all. That was more than could be said for some. Hattori surprised a grimace."Tell me, what brings you to Boreas?”