“Well that’s a bit deep. You’re not about to plunge into an existential crisis, I hope?” Hokuto says with a chuckle.

She fills another rice bowl for herself and turns her attention back to the hot pot, which is now smelling quite fragrant and homey, like the way dinner with family should.

She smiles just a little, in that intimate way that she only shows to him. “The advantage of being a twin is, you’ll never stray far from who you are.”