Nana's burn healed nicely, leaving a large scar about the size of a orange where Motonari's crest had once been. She checked her scar in the mirror, making a faint noise when she touched the marred skin, a faint smile tugging at her lips. Today she had to meet with Motochika to start the renovations on the lounge, which still needed plenty of work done on it to fix the not so small problem.