You made your way down to the corps burial grounds, seeking to visit the grave of one of the members who had been a very good friend of yours in their time alive.

There, you saw Ubuyashiki standing alone, his back to you. You knew the master always came out here, every day, without fail.

He, too, cared to pay respects to the fallen, but to each and every one of them—a sentiment you did not share to the level he did.

He seemed to notice your presence, and turned to you with a silent smile.