Goodbye, Kusari

[Zephyranthes]

He honestly hadn't expected her to be speaking Japanese. And he was also surprised that all the Order had informed of was his name. She had no idea who he really was, and he wondered for a moment if he could use that to his advantage. His stance relaxed, and his hand left his jacket as he now supported Sakura with both hands.

"Your Japanese is not too shabby. Very few people speak so politely these days. It is a quality that is sorely missed. Yes, this is my daughter, Sakura. But... I am a bit surprised that they did not inform you of some fact besides my name. Well, I am a Blood Dragon. Or rather, a former one. I'm afraid my ideas did not fit on Kyoto. And with Tomioka in flames, I needed someplace safe for Sakura to grow up."

Sora adjusted his hold on Sakura, rocking her to sleep slowly. The lump of worry in his stomach still ached.

"And, if you would have us, I do have a very valuable... skillset."