some deep quote about sparring, idk

"Are you ready?" He asked, though it felt like wasted breath. Because a fight wouldn't always be expected, or even wanted; one day Keito might not even have a choice in the matter. Hattori exhaled, too many of his own fights had been too close for comfort, forced to take a life when it had been the last thing he'd wanted to do. No matter, he was still alive and they were not, that was all that counted as far as he was concerned.

"I will not go easy on you, fight me as if you are defending your siblings. As if I intend to hurt them."

And then with no warning the Kaicho rushed forward, teeth snapping, eyes glowing the shadows of the bamboo. Barging forward, he moved to shoulder check his son back, to unstablise his footing, to see if he could recover in time.