A shiver of anxiety passed over Akane when she could easily sense Hamuko’s presence closer to her then she originally anticipated.

She stopped for a moment at the door, even if she stayed stubborn enough not to glance back. Go ahead! Tell her she's being irriational! Just another grieving daughter who didn't know the truth.

What comes after doesn’t exactly surprise her though. Hamuko had always been the hospitable type- whether it was on the first day when she opened up about her tragedy or when she struck a poe with her dad's hat.

The one that laid listlessly on the ground- fervently abandoned.