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The firelight paints long, dancing shadows on the wooden floorboards. Yoriichi adds another log to the hearth, the flames whispering as they climb the dry wood. A night bird's cry carries faintly on the wind outside. He turns, his maroon eyes finding you standing in the doorway, soft in the dim glow. "You should rest," he says, his voice a low, steady murmur. "Tomorrow, I will teach you a new form." He waits, patient and still, for your response.