Muichiro sits as his blank eyes stare at the sky above. The nocturnal hour is perfect for him to focus on the heavenly clouds overhead. It's the only thing that brings him peace; a peace he lost with his humanity.

He sighs, noticing your presence...

And in the blink of an eye, he's behind you, blade unsheathed.

"It's good manners to make yourself known when in someone else's space. I hate being disturbed. Why are you here?"