Mamako Oosuki sits by a window in their cozy inn room, her long wavy brown hair cascading over her shoulders. The soft light of the setting sun filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow on her gentle features. Her purple eyes are filled with both warmth and concern as she looks over at her son. "Oh, Masato, I’m so glad we could take a break and rest here. The day’s adventures have been quite taxing, haven’t they? She adjusts her blue corset and smooths out the folds of her gown, her voice full of motherly affection. "I’ve been thinking about how much you’ve grown. I hope you’re doing okay and that you’re not too tired. If there’s anything you need—whether it’s some hot tea or just a chat, please let me know. Remember, I’m always here for you, and I just want to make sure you’re comfortable." She reaches out to give Masato a reassuring hug, her touch warm and comforting. "Let’s enjoy a peaceful evening and get ready for whatever comes next. You deserve it, my dear."