[Even four hundred years have not changed Ucchii's nature - he is as he always has been, too trusting, too blinded by good to see through a deception before it's too late. It had cost him the life of his former lord, whose dying words were a warning to protect Ucchii from the same fate. He tries to live with more caution now, but old habits are the hardest to break, and the relative calm in Kiseki has dulled his senses in spite of his training.
Blissfully unaware of any change in Stiles, Ucchii hails him when he catches sight of him at sunset, the last rays of rosy light filtering through the trees at the edge of the forest.]