[Hiryuu steps forward and places a finger under her chin so that he can tilt her head up and take a better look at her face.
Her eyes are like his. Her hair too, but that much is obvious just from the briefest of glances. He knows she is not the daughter he left behind when he died; her name was not Yona. But to look at them, strangers might take them for father and daughter.]
That is correct.
[He smiles.]
...so you have heard of me... though that is not unexpected, if the Dragon Warriors answer your call.
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Her eyes are like his. Her hair too, but that much is obvious just from the briefest of glances. He knows she is not the daughter he left behind when he died; her name was not Yona. But to look at them, strangers might take them for father and daughter.]
That is correct.
[He smiles.]
...so you have heard of me... though that is not unexpected, if the Dragon Warriors answer your call.