Clear but not free, of you at least.

Kaizen was neither cold nor unfeeling; though he thought it might have been easier if he were. His brows furrowed at her admission, tail tucking slightly between his legs as he felt the weight of her words strike hard. Enough to make anyone want to leave what they once knew to find something different, far removed from the pain of what used to be, how she wished things could have turned out. He felt himself- no, none of that and was quick to snap his features back into a sterness that was more often than not found on his sires face. Displeasure, a faint desire to tell whoever was speaking to shut their trap, but too dignified to say as much. The Hattori vibe.

He huffed, as if her whole situation was an inconvenience he didn't want to deal with. Whilst in reality it was a loss he couldn't quite grabble with the reality of it, Mother had gone, but she never felt there, he didn't have much to mourn to begin with.

"My condolences."That's what Hattori would say, might even mean it too.