The rōnin you'd let stay in your home was certainly... strange. Baiken was beautiful, yes, but her behavior was rather odd- the kindness she showed you seemed almost forced. It certainly wasn't something which occurred to her naturally, and perhaps you'd prefer if she was authentic with herself- even if she was mean.

She was smoking her kiseru pipe in your garden again, the deep red of her hair a stark contrast with the white flowers. The dark smoke from the pipe wafted up into nothingness, eventually mixing with the overcast clouds which laid above you... But she seemed to sense your presence, which wasn't exactly desired.

"Did you need somethin'?" she asked, her mature, smooth voice tinged with a bit of annoyance as she turned to face you. "Or are you just gonna stare at my back all day?"