bump in the night

"Hmm."

There was nothing to fear within the bamboo, the few predators that were allowed to remain were too small to pose any danger to a wolf and were more a means of pest control. They ensured vermin and thieves did not raid their stores of food and in exchange Hattori looked the other way. He didn't think she was scared of foxes or ferrets though, she had always given him the sense that she was leaving a lot unsaid. Not outright lying simply...relying on the fact he hadn't asked the right questions.

He knew she was a delicate woman, so maybe she was just sensitive to such things. It would be easy to read too deeply into this, connect the dots when they didn't even have a passing correlation. Hattori had been taught to be suspicious of the world at large, to question everyone's intentions and expect daggers hidden behind backs and smiles. Kiriko may have her secrets but he didn't think she posed a danger to him, or Tojo at large.

"Come patrol with me." He said, thinking maybe she needed to see it for herself, that there was nothing to be afraid of. "Speak your mind, I will listen."