Koza crept up to the house and peered in the window. Mugen stumbled through the door, swayed, and fell to his knees. He would have pitched forward on his face if the girl, Fuu, hadn't caught him, wrapping her arms around him as she scolded him shrilly for going out. The samurai, Jin, moved in to pick the Ryukyuan up and lay him down on a ragged tatami, and Fuu shook out a blanket and covered him. Koza had seen enough. She turned her back and slid down the wall, resting her face on her knees and letting silent tears fall. She had thought Mugen a worthless pawn in her quest to escape Mukuro, someone to be used and discarded. Seeing him through the eyes of his companions, Koza realized how wrong her assessment of Mugen had been.