[Even distance and time, Kazuha never forgets the people he meets and the conversations they had. Seeing Dohalim again reminds him of the promise he made to him about his name, and he turns a warm smile back towards the taller man. There's a heat behind his gaze that wasn't there their first encounter, and the way that the young samurai looks at the former lord could devour him.
The samurai takes another drag from his pipe, smiling as he holds the smoke in, and as he blows it out he uses Anemo to nudge it into the shape of dozens of tiny fireflies.]
I've missed your company. I was hoping to see you again.
[He nods towards his open door, gesturing him to step in. The room is warmly lit with a futon that would serve as his bed for the evening. There's a few cushions around, set around a small table, for sitting at. Fairly standard.]
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The samurai takes another drag from his pipe, smiling as he holds the smoke in, and as he blows it out he uses Anemo to nudge it into the shape of dozens of tiny fireflies.]
I've missed your company. I was hoping to see you again.
[He nods towards his open door, gesturing him to step in. The room is warmly lit with a futon that would serve as his bed for the evening. There's a few cushions around, set around a small table, for sitting at. Fairly standard.]
Please make yourself comfortable.