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Hattori did indeed look a bit older, but he was still as stiff and unyielding as she remembered. He surprised her by telling her to speak openly, but it didn't show on the woman's face. Nor did she hesitate in taking the opportunity. "Did you miss us at all? Did you ever think about what your abandonment would do to your children?" Though Ikigai held it together rather well, she couldn't say the same for the others. Ike was insecure. Kit was stiff and tried too hard. Oki was off wandering with no real purpose that she could see. The lot of them could have done great things had they only stayed together.

"Has your pride never allowed you to seek me out or have I simply been out of mind because I was out of sight?" A gentle breeze blew ruffling the pallid fae's long, silken coat. "I worshipped you as a child. There was no higher being in my eyes." Iki inhaled deeply, pulling her gaze away from that of her father. "You showed me what a father shouldn't be." Then she went quiet, simply standing and waiting. Would he give her anything? Any sort of emotion in return? It was just the two of them. There would be no one to witness the stoic Hattori Hanzo showing any sort of mortal emotion.

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