[Kujaku used to resent that smile, because he felt inferior, because he felt mocked, insulted, taken lightly. It had begun to sink in that maybe that wasn't really the case, that he'd misunderstood. At this point, all the hatred he'd cultivated towards his brother had caved in on itself, and not just because Adramelech was gone. Fighting him now? It wasn't as hard anymore. Slowly, he smiled back.]