"Ah, you are one of hers." The half-blind hag. Reiko. She knew that the woman was here, somewhere, but she was also certain that she was a very busy woman with all of the preparations to make. Phi didn't plan to speak to her today, not with all that was going. "That explains a little. She has a strange way with people. She came to speak of the lost one to the tribe, a year ago now. None joined her, but we made sure to remember her words." For some reason, she patted her chest. If Noriaki were the sort to glance he might see a very thin bulge under the linen she was wearing that had nothing to do with her body tone, its chord barely visible around her neck.Noriaki no Yamadono wrote: ↑Wed May 20, 2020 2:53 am"I am one of the followers of Fu Leng. The one we are going to rescue. Likely... my last lesson to my daughter." His knuckled tightened around the sack as he held it, walking with Phi. "Family must never be abandoned. All must be spent in loyalty to not leave them behind. In the end, all we will have is the name, and those that bear it. Family never gets left behind, or forgotten. These kami almost forgot him. We will show them that was an error."
He smiled. "They call us Spider. An apt name, especially for young Matsu."
"Family cannot be forgotten," and this time there was definitely a hint of bitterness there, under the surface. "Too many forget their kin, tough I hope that lowlander Koyama hasn't gotten too soft since he came down from the mountains and forgotten us." A snort and a cuckle.