The young girl had not been home for very long, and patiently awaited her mothers return from the market. She had wanted to surprise her mother when she returned. Slowly Sayomi walked around the house. It looked different than when she had left. Before it was plain, nothing special about the house, and nearly no furniture. No one in the family had been home more than a few days, and almost never all at once, so it did not require much. After her father had died, her mother decided that she was out of the trade. She was done killing people. Sayomi's rose lips stayed in a slight frown as she walked and looked at everything. There were now chairs, and a table, vases and paintings. Everything she never thought that she would see in her house before. To her, it was just too much change, as if a part of her was no longer around. The women didn't even venture upstairs before she decided she was done looking, and sat down at the table, eating an apple. It was not long before she heard her mother humming, causing a smile to finally appear on her face. She stayed sitting, and waited, wringing her hands in anticipation. When her mother opened the door, green eyes met green eyes and her mother squealed with happiness, running inside. Sayomi stood up, and hugged her mother. "Sayomi! Oh my! You are finally home! I have missed you so much, how have you been? Are you okay? Did the job go okay? Did anyone see you? Are you thirsty? Let me get you so tea. Sit. Sit." Her mother started running around the kitchen, bringing out more fruits and cheeses. She brought out chunks of meats and breads with the tea and went back into the kitchen doing something that Sayomi couldn't see. "Mama! You need to calm down. Come and sit with me, and lets talk. I don't plan on going anywhere any time soon, so stop your running around." Her sultry voice rang through the house with authority to catch her mothers attention. When her mother stopped, she walked out of the kitchen and sat down. Sayomi ran a hand through her long black hair, the smile returning to her full lips. They sat and talked, Sayomi answering all her mothers questions, except for the one she asked the most. When she was going to stop being an assassin and come home to be with her.