i like it here so imma keep posting aws here

Hattori could not say he was overly surprised when Usagi approached him, quiet and reverent of their surroundings. This was a place that inspired thoughtfulness, contemplation as the seasons passed on by. So much had changed but this place seemed like a constant, steady and isolated, set in its ways. Hattori respected it really, wished he could be so steadfast in the face of change and adversity. The Kaicho nodded in return, polite and amiable enough, considering his personality. Or lack thereof, some might argue.

He thought to ask the warrior what brought him here, but it was obvious enough, was it not? Instead, he let the silence fall once more, his ears tilted as he listened to the rain.

"It seems as though no one outside of Tojo knows of this place." Hattori pointed out, it was understandable enough, he supposed. So well hidden, like a secret.