Sayomi watches Kiriko clap her hands and quickly suppresses a smile. As grown as the woman may be in the eyes of society she was still young and the little quirks of youth that slipped through the cracks of her façade were endearing.<br/><br/><br/>Such things were not to be long enjoyed however, her attention stolen as the Yojimbo returns once more with a package in hand and laid it out on the table before him. It did not take her long to recognize them as a Daisho of course and with the reverence and unease that the man handled the paired blades it took even less time for Sayomi to figure out what had happened.<br/><br/>Her faint smile drops into a frown as the Kakita duelist looks down at the blades and it took every ounce of control for Sayomi not to jump when her name was called. So it was to be then – her kin had killed a member of the Lion and they were to return the blades.   It was a distasteful task but to her it was a personal matter and there was to be no backing down from the task. Her kin had killed the woman and it was  Sayomi who would return the blades and deliver a statement to the family; it was the Crane’s duty to lead by example.<br/><br/><span style="color: teal">“ Kakita do not shrink from duty.”</span>She bows her head ever so slightly.<span style="color: teal">“ I would carry the blades.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>