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After hearing the white woman's words, Tsunari then knew her big brother had grown quite more comfortable here than she would have taken him granted for. Maybe a little too comfortable. 
General.
Husband.
The latter struck her the most. Arashi had never been the lovey dovey type. But, maybe with her he didn't have to be. Both were of samurai blood, clearly. If anything, they were a perfect match. Still, it was something that would take a bit of time to get used to.
Tsunari decided against commenting on the news that had been shared, simply remaining silent. It was a topic they could return to later. Adlartok then said his goodbyes and she offered a small nod in acknowledgement, refocusing her attention upon Fury, the Warchief.
It is good that are wary. I would expect nothing less from my brother, or his wife. The title left a bitter taste where it had been spewed. A wife. His brother... married. It would definitely take time to settle.