somewhat overdue

In silence, Hattori listened, ears flicked forward and attentive. Hattori did not know Morganna very well, nor Erik for that matter. They did not seem overly attached to Tojo or it's way of life, so he had not protested when they decided to leave-he was not interested in keeping prisoners within his maze, those who remained did so out of choice. And it was undeniable that Akito was a valued member of the clan, on several occasions Hattori had considered making the yearling his heir, if nothing else at least until one of his children came of age.

So in that sense he could see why his granddaughter had been chosen, the situation was similar in some regards but different in many others.

"I do." He confirmed, grateful she got straight to the point. They had only just met in earnest- the Hallowed meeting did not count as they hadn't spoken- and yet she seemed to be able to read him well enough. He made no secret of his lack of taste for mingling after all.