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The pair had finally made their way down to where Hattori had told him he’d planned to settle, and Raijin couldn’t say he was surprised it was in a giant bamboo maze. It certainly reminded him a bit of home and he felt a pang of something he had no business feeling: homesickness. He had been the one to essentially throw himself out of Iga by trying to assassinate his uncle after the death of his brother and supposed death of his cousin, which turned out to be for naught as the crimson and noire man was alive and well. Even though his childhood hadn’t necessarily been happy, and there was no longer anything keeping him there, the scenery that had welcomed him on his journey into life and the culture that surrounded it would always feel comforting. He found himself surprisingly thankful toward his cousin for bringing that back to them.

He’d told Sedna to go on ahead of him to call on Hattori, because of course he had a plan to properly greet his cousin. The Genji man had gathered up lots of fragrant wildflowers of all kinds into a bouquet, carrying them with a grin in his sabered jaws. He arrived just as the pair had turned, the man letting out a woof of greeting. He jogged a little closer then, with a swing of his head, tossed the flowers into the air so that they rained down onto the Tojo-kai leader. “My thank you gift for taking in my lady and our brood,” he said with a cheeky grin, though he did offer a low, genuine bow of gratitude to Hanzo. Though it might not seem like it at times, Raijin truly did respect his cousin and was thankful to him for everything he did…even if he was a stick in the mud.

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