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Katsuro eyes trailed to the small little robot that was close to Lauren's foot and could already see that she doesn't waste time. "Wow, how interesting. Can Bailey talk?" He asked, knowing that some robots were created to help in battle or other curtain things. He herd that some robot had a thought process and a distinctive vocabulary, making them an AI, a artificially intelligent robot.

Katsuro nodded his head, it was surprising on how intelligent she is at her age, which is good for the sake of Pronta. Things sure has change when he was last here and a lot of new and very interesting people have arrive to defend this home we all live in. Katsuro couldn't help it now but to sit on the ground, one of his Lycan traits, kind of the same way why dogs sit from time to time. Katsuro wasn't sitting like a dog though, but sitting down gave him sense of relaxing and peace. "Keep going for what you believe Lauren. I know that in the future that you'll be a great help for Pronta." He told her, giving off a calm aura. Closing his eyes, he felt the air press onto his face, which felt good for the Lycan.

Katsuro look off at the distance as he thought of curtain ways to off balance his opponents in the future. His train of thoughts came to a stop as Lauren asked that if he was here quiet a lot. He didn't look at her, his expression was normal and was very calm at the same time. "I'v been here all my life, about a good 50 human years or so. In truth, that's 17 for Lycan years. I was born here and It is my duty to protect my home land. It's the only real thing I have now. Both my parents died out in battle to protect this city." He told in a rather calm tone but his mind in mangled of memories from the past. He held no grudge for the killers since they were doing their job for their own village. "Destiny can be weird at times, saddening." he said with a low sigh.

"Theirs no need, but thanks anyway. They died with honor, honor for protecting the city. I would do the same if I were in their shoes." He said to her, a smile on his face now, the idea of honor gave him a good feeling. He respected his parents for what they sacrifice for him and now he will return the favor by protecting the city himself. "Honor is strong in our family name, the Tachibana are a very old family clan, back when the current technology were just muskets and samurai swords such as the katana and the uchigatana. If we don't focus our honor and come back in same, we preform a hara-kiri, a type of suicide to regain what honor we lost in battle." he told her, his voice as calm as the wind itself, still giving off that warm aura he has.

Katsuro smelled the air and couldn't help but know what she was thinking. "Its tradition, old Japanese culture and stuff. If we have this idea of honor, we sway about death. In truth, dying in battle in our family is the ultimate honor for anyone. We don't worry about the concept of death or we what will happen when we die and thus giving us a boost of morale in the face of battle. it how i came out victories after my battles and how I rapidly went up the ranking chart." He told her, unsheathing his katana from his side, the blade shining from the sun that glare down on the Rock Face. "I am bound to this sword as it is bound to me. It is my protector as I am it's carrier. When the die I die, this sword will be broken into two. Old Japanese saying that I remember from my parents." He told her, giving her another smile as he laid the katana to the side. katsuro himself laid on his back now, staring at the sky and was amazed at how huge and far the world is.

Katsuro shook his head as it couldn't help but snicker a little bit. "In truth, my family are the only few that follow this certain culture. really, I'd never kill myself to regain honor, I would find another way around and redeemed myself." He told her, still staring blankly at the azure like sky.