you set me on fire from the sidelines

Hattori was not at all surprised to hear Calamity's call, Ashen had changed drastically during his time as Shogun and that ruffled some feathers, gotten people thinking. He supposed change wasn't a good thing coming from wolves who clung onto old ways, refusing to do little else but hold onto the value of their name. As if that was enough to coast them through life. The Kleins did it, the Abraxas did it, it was inevitable like the winding path of a river, that Calamity would follow in the steps of those before her. The same may not be said for Venom, as Hattori knew she was sentimental, but this was no great loss to Ashen. What had she done to serve the Empire? Pray to a god which may or may not exist? He hoped the Abraxas kin would not be too disappointed if they were met with nothing but darkness upon their passing.

There was much to be done with Ashen, still plenty of room for growth and improvement. Namely, to reset a precedent, to use every mistake and misstep as a chance to try again and learn. Something Toxicity and her kin seemed to refuse to do.

He slowed as Calamity's form came into view, standing between the pale trees with clear intentions on leaving soon after. Hattori would not make her wait for long.

"I understand." He told her in lieu of greeting, voice monotone but not unkind. This was not something to get angry about."Go with your sister."