A steady thought

Hattori was quiet in his consideration, did not let it slip that he had been thinking, dwelling on this...well to say it was an issue would be inaccurate. But it was certainly something he had been thinking about for quite some time. Tojo-kai did not involve itself in diplomacy or trade, but even then Hattori was a stickler for tradition and in many ways he'd wished his Father had done this for him, would have made his life easier, somewhat.

Seeking out his daughter, the quiet Asahi, it did not take long to find her. Her coat akin to silken tapestry, blazing with the orange light of dawn- bright and full of promise. She looked so much like her mother, features soft and beautiful, lacked the harsh lines of the Hattori lineage.

"Are you well?"He asked in place of greeting.