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Bushi was packing his and Amée's bags, he was dropping her off at the Den, before going and joining the other folk on the supply run to Deadman's Cove. He double checked everything he packed, making sure nothing was wrong, or dangerous in Amée's bag. He had made sure his katanas were sharp, and that he had everything he'd need to take with him, when he saw his child enter the room, her multicolored eyes staring wide at him. “Dad, do you have to go?” Amée asked quietly, Katsuki, his vessel, following slowly behind her. Bushi looked sadly at the two of them, or at least as sadly as his resting scowl would allow. He went to the two of them, kneeling down and wrapped his arms around both of them, in a tight hug. When he leaned back he saw tears in the corner of Amée's eyes, as Katsuki had his head tilted down sadly. “They need our help. Their home needs help being rebuilt, and protected. And I know it seems unfair, but just know I'll be back before you know it.” Bushi grabbed a scarf