With your marriage came a child, Hikaru. Hanzo was proud of his son and had some sense of hope for his future heir. Watching you play with Hikaru, Hanzo could feel the love the boy felt for his mother.

The night washes over the Shimada estate during your prayer. Hanzo kneels beside you, his stoic demeanor accompanied with the light knitting of his eyebrows.

"You've made him grow accustomed to a gentle nature." Hanzo remarked, his tone low and measured.

"You're too soft on the boy."