A change in perspective
Hanzō
03-26-2023, 11:41 AM
Artorias had a good head on his shoulders and made haste in pushing things along, though not before confirming all was well. The Aegis brought up his children, specifically two of his daughters, the Kaicho was quick to understand the visitor's intentions here. A show of gratitude, along with material offerings to go along with it. Taking a moment to recall the girls he thought they were pleasant enough, better behaved than his own when they were at that age. Hattori was a lot of things but he was agreeable for the most part, preferred to do things his own way and be left alone with his kin, but would mingle and socialise if and when need be. It wasn't a life that suited everyone, but he liked it well enough and they'd made no enemies by merely existing. As far as he could tell.
"It was no problem." But a part of him, smushed deep down by stubbornness and emotional constipation recognised the gratitude of a loving father. A man who wanted nothing but for his children to live well and be safe. As far as Hattori was concerned nothing was owed between them, he hadn't done it with the intention of holding it above the Hallow's heads, like a blade ready to fall. But his gratitude was fair and acceptable, earnest and from the heart. Hattori silver glowing gaze flickered down to the Hallowed offers and be nodded, accepting them. For the most part he did not like handouts, saw it as unneeded charity, but on the other paw refusing a gift was also seen as rude in his culture. So it felt natural to accept.
"Thank you, this is appreciated." Admittedly he was a bit of a light weight when it came to drinking, it was why he didn't dabble much but he would give this a try. To be polite if nothing else. "If she comes this way she shall not be harmed." Which could be said for most visitors really, even the most annoying of wolves rarely got a rise out of him. Hattori was the sort to push his frustrations deep and just...not really do anything with them. Not healthy in the long run but it was all he knew, toxic masculinity and all that jazz. "I will see if one of the yearlings would like to meet her, they are always eager to talk." He mused aloud, thinking she might find it more agreeable to speak with someone closer to her age.