[ Genji will hardly say no to another hug, being nowhere near as emotionally constipated as his brother. Though again, there's a time when he wouldn't have been able to stand a show of physical affection, and that's what Chiron wishes to know about.

He's quiet for a while, focusing on the sound of the wind through the trees and the smell of smoke in the air. He lets out a long breath and then nods, ready to start his tale. ]

I grew up in a family that was very well-off, very well-established, but there were strict rules. More than that, they were, all appearances aside, essentially gangsters. [ Rich and well-to-do gangsters, but gangsters all the same. ] Once I understood what was expected of me as heir, I wanted nothing to do with it, but they wouldn't let me go so easily.