Erm... [Kazuha dips his head, looking more shy now, since this was clearly something he's begun to be aware makes him strange to other people. Many were happy to let the young master speak the way he does within the walls of their estate, believing it to mostly just be the ramblings of a lonely child. The boy is a bit more perceptive than they think.]

I mean... I told him he smells like sea ganoderma... But I didn't mean it as a bad thing.

[He struggles at the very least to answer the other question, especially when it ties into his former excuse.]

They smell like... a warm ocean breeze... somewhere close but also far, far away. Good.