Tilting his head to regard the paper, Seimei snorted a laugh, arching a brow and swiveling his head to eye the Ura suspiciously. And here the man acted like his words were meaningless. Even his written ones, few as they were, held plenty of wisdom.

"No, he has not. Had he asked me to, I would have, heavyhearted though I may have been. Even so, sometimes people do not say things for not even they realize they need to. I imagine he wants me there, I am almost certain our feelings for one another remain intact, but we hardly speak or see one another. I cannot fill the void family can, and I worry that his relations with me are a stress he could do without."