Maki knew it would be forward to ask for the meeting in his office, but indeed he did just that thing if only because he knew for a fact this room was not bugged in any way. A simple request to Takeshi and a notice to Yuki that he would like to meet them in his office. The room was clean as when he moved into it, looking for all the world like it had never been anything but an immaculate office space. The decorations on the wall were changed, this time trophies from samurai slain by his hand and his old ANBU robes and mask that he’d worn once before when Yuki stopped Ritsuko from leaving the village.
Maki, for his part, was wearing his normal red armor over black clothes, with a red half jacket. His weapons were not on his person but easily reached if need be. He was not sitting, but standing waiting for them to arrive. And on their arrival would explain that he didn’t know where else was safe from prying eyes and listening ears, and motioning for them to sit in one of the many chairs if they wanted to.
Maki, for his part, was wearing his normal red armor over black clothes, with a red half jacket. His weapons were not on his person but easily reached if need be. He was not sitting, but standing waiting for them to arrive. And on their arrival would explain that he didn’t know where else was safe from prying eyes and listening ears, and motioning for them to sit in one of the many chairs if they wanted to.