[It was quite the name to give a child, and the man isn't wrong for saying that such a name was essentially directing him to a life of loving the things. It didn't mean he needed to follow such a fate, but Kazuha was human, he shouldn't expect different from him.]

Just because your name says one thing doesn't mean you have to follow it. I've yet to take over Inazuma.

[Yet. If ever. He's undecided on if that is what he wants, if that could prove to be more entertaining than perhaps watching the nation suffer and burn. Power, control over things, it's not the one thing he's been searching for all these years, not what he truly wants, still it could nonetheless be fun if he were to play it out. Now that he has what he's always desired, and he does have it now doesn't he? It just... didn't work because of this world.

The tea Scaramouche has been handed remains untouched as he shakes the thoughts from his head, it's not something he wants to think on right now, the possibility of life presenting lie after lie to him.

Mention of Narukami, of being homesick and finding maples assisted in alleviating that, helps him settle on the present. On what was happening on his outing with the samurai, and not on matters that make his head spin. Being a vagrant suffering from homesickness is a laughable concept, he thinks.]

Homesickness... how do you expect to travel as you want, if you get homesick?