[ Shirasu watches carefully as Tenka moves -- noting the scratches and cuts and dismissing them. If it had been anyone else, he might have felt played for a fool, lured into a meeting. But it's difficult to fail to forgive Tenka anything he does.
And Tenka looks to be exactly where he belongs, sitting in the sun. Shirasu, himself, hangs back in the shade of a tree. When Tenka opens the bundle, he will only find a single teacup along with the still warm pot. ]
You look well. [ Which is all he wished to confirm. ]
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And Tenka looks to be exactly where he belongs, sitting in the sun. Shirasu, himself, hangs back in the shade of a tree. When Tenka opens the bundle, he will only find a single teacup along with the still warm pot. ]
You look well. [ Which is all he wished to confirm. ]