The second Harumi heard muffled voices outside the cabin, she ordered Satoshi to hide and reached for her Kyoketsu-shoge. Weapon in hand she braced herself as the voices got closer. The handle started to twist, and door slowly swung open, revealing...
“Hanzo,” She sighed out, both in relief and annoyance. “You promised you'd tell me when you were returning.”
“Sorry, my plans changed rather suddenly,” he offered in explanation, drawing closer to give her a kiss. I suppose it can't be helped. When she saw someone else move behind Hanzo, she drew back baring the weapon again, only for Hanzo to throw himself in the way. “It's okay, he's with me.”
She stared at her husband for a few seconds, before she looked towards the man standing behind him. He was Asian, short black hair, and blue eyes that looked at her cautiously. He had a large healing gash down the one side of his face. However it was his clothing that caught her off guard, she would recognise that uniform anywhere.
A Lin Kuei.
Confused didn't begin to describe how she felt in that moment. She looked to Hanzo again, waiting for an explanation.
“This is Kuai Liang,” Hanzo softly said, gesturing at the man. “And this is my wife, Harumi.”
Kuai crossed a fist over his heart before bowing to her, “It is a pleasure to meet you.” Well, he's a polite Lin Kuei at least.
Hanzo lean in towards his wife, before whispering in her ear, “I'll explain everything later, but I promise he won't hurt us.” Harumi studied his face. Hanzo would never just trust the word of a Lin Kuei without reason. Something must have happened, but for now, she guessed she just had to trust her husband judgement.
“The pleasure is mine,” she finally replied, returning the bow. “Please, come in.”
Kuai hesitated, but a nod from Hanzo seemed to reassure him and he finally let himself into the home. Closer now, Harumi took a second to reassess the wound on his face. It looked completely raw, and she was sure she could see a tinge of yellow in one of the corners.
She reached forward to touch the wound and Kuai flinched. She paused. His eyes were wide, darting between her face and her hand. He was shaking, just barely, something she would not have noticed if he wasn't close.
He's... Scared of me?
That felt wrong, Lin Kuei showed no fear. She felt a strange twisting in her gut. Was this why Hanzo had brought him here?
“I'm sorry,” she tried softly, “But that wound looks infected. I can clean it for you, if you'll let me.”
Kuai seemed to study her for a moment, before nodding. She reached to take his arm, taking note of how cold he was and scars that littered his skin. As she led him further into the home, she could only think one thing.
What did they do to you?
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