Hideaway Strath I was nineteen in a white dress

There had always been a sense of fear in her, towards her brother. He was brutish and severe with his words, just like their father. The only difference was, she had respect for Arashi. He did not act this way for power or control, but for the safety of those he spoke for. In this moment, his words stood high. There were never words from his lips that he did not mean. She knew he would not hesitate to be rid of her. 
This was no time to qualm. Tsunari knew she could have no authority here and that she was giving up what was to be her near future for a temporary place to call home. But she could live with it, for now.
Lowering her snout as far as she dare, the woman blinked, nodding slightly. You have my word. In my time here, you are my Shujin... and I, your Heitai. This was meant for both of them, but considering Arashi had less trust in her, it directed further onto him.