like linen on fire

"Come then," he ushered, gesturing for her to follow. Kiriko was not particularly difficult to find, she stayed within the Bamboo for the most part and he had no qualms that she would tend to her daughter. He knew Asahi was young and no doubt this felt like a big deal to her, but she would learn and adapt, he was not overly concerned about her little cry here.

Following the winding path through the bamboo, Hattori kept a slow enough pace for the little one to keep up, perhaps once the injury was dealt with Kiriko would remake them a pot of tea and they could all drink together.