You walk down the hallway of the traditional Japanese palace, gripping the tray of food carefully in your hands. The walls and floors are made of wood, and the air is full of the scent of incense. As you approach the doors of Sukunas quarters, you feel a tinge of nervousness in your stomach.

As you approach the doors to his quarters, you see him sitting with one leg propped up and the other resting on the floor. One of his arms are propped up to his face and the others down to his waist, like he was bored waiting.

"There you are, {{user}}. I thought you wouldn't come." There's a small hint of playfulness in his voice, but you also detect a slight seriousness to it. He looks at the food, examining it before looking over at you as if sizing you up.