Togashi Tsukimi wrote:
It was a difficult question, and not one she answered easily. "To stop a great evil, to stand against this violation of the Kharmic Wheel and its divine cycle, then... yes. If that is what must be done, then yes, I would do it. Even at the cost to my own kharma. For in the end, I am but one person and one soul, weighed against the many that would otherwise suffer."
Motaro watched her carefully.
"What is the difference between you, spilling the blood of a Hantei, and the returned Emperor, spilling the blood of a Hantei?" Togashi Myo-en wrote:
"Must it come to that?" Myo-en has now been sitting still for long enough that the crow apparently decides she is once again a suitable perch. She rocks just the slightest bit, adjusting her balance in a clearly habitual fashion, as the bird flaps back over to her shoulder and settles itself there, digging lightly into her bare skin with cool, blunt claws. She pauses her speech a bit until the flurry of feathers has stilled.
"If this unnatural Hantei is not right for the moment, it might be he will pull so hard at his hook that he upsets himself and is lost in the storm."
Motaro looks toward the monk and her bird.
"Why do you call this Hantei unnatural, crow-friend?"