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Keito hesitated for a moment when he heard Kaizen's call. His brother's voice carried the weight of expectations, and though Keito had grown stronger during his search, he felt the twinge of nervousness. The thought of sparring with Kaizen always made his heart race - Kaizen had such a strong air about him that intimidated the smaller brother. Taking a deep breath, Keit moved toward the training ring, his paws light on the tatami mats. As he entered the grove, the familiar scent of bamboo and earth settled his nerves slightly, but the anticipation of what was to come kept him on edge.

"Yes, Kaizen?" he called out, trying to keep his voice steady and without any tell of his nervousness. "I missed you, too." Though his heart was pounding, there was a flicker of amusement in his eyes as he'd jest in an attempt to keep it light-hearted. Keito knew this spar would be more than just a test of skill; there were a lot of emotions behind differing views of their mother that could clash as their bodies were soon to be.

"Speech"