I was just cautioning you to not expect it right this moment. As for sake, it doesn’t matter to me you’ve lost culture, but if you don’t care to be polite to me then I’ll keep that in mind.
[The samurai climbs out of the rickshaw, handing over the appropriate amount for the trip to the driver before he turns his attention back to his companion. Once on his feet again, he stretches, his arms extending over his head and his sleeves slipping down his toned arms, and then he steps over to the other Inazuman’s side.
Just being out in nature again seems to lift his spirits. The samurai breathes deep, his cheeks coloring from the faint chill in the air. He pulls his scarf up a little, arranging it to cover more of his neck. Reaching over, he starts to automatically adjust Scaramouche’s, but then he pauses.]
Are you cold? Do you want my scarf or haori?
[Where the rickshaw dropped them off is a path lined with a few shops, but not far off in the distance are sprawling hills of maple trees and a waterfall that spills into a pond and a flowing river.]
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[The samurai climbs out of the rickshaw, handing over the appropriate amount for the trip to the driver before he turns his attention back to his companion. Once on his feet again, he stretches, his arms extending over his head and his sleeves slipping down his toned arms, and then he steps over to the other Inazuman’s side.
Just being out in nature again seems to lift his spirits. The samurai breathes deep, his cheeks coloring from the faint chill in the air. He pulls his scarf up a little, arranging it to cover more of his neck. Reaching over, he starts to automatically adjust Scaramouche’s, but then he pauses.]
Are you cold? Do you want my scarf or haori?
[Where the rickshaw dropped them off is a path lined with a few shops, but not far off in the distance are sprawling hills of maple trees and a waterfall that spills into a pond and a flowing river.]