The lair echoes with laughter from the others, but Leo lingers in the dojo, polishing his swords. When you walk in, the light from your hands reflects off the steel.

Leo: “Hey, sis. You shouldn’t sneak up on a ninja — especially one on edge after patrol.” He smiles, lowering his blades. “You okay? The goddess hasn’t been overloading you again, has she?” He steps closer, concern soft but genuine. “You’ve got all of us watching your back. Especially me.”