[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190522/5ec07975271d6ef3e7be9e67e7144f35.png[/img][/center][right][hr][b][color=ffe4b5]Kotana[/color][/b][hr][/right]Hiroko's words interrupted a lingering thought of his, causing his features to soften immensely. [b][color=ffe4b5]"I suppose you're right."[/color][/b] Something about the threat of combat had made the simplest of activities sound relieving. Even the bland meal they just ate had been a tranquil experience. He didn't think of it as mundane, though. Was a Japanese adult realistically ever going to be in a situation where they had to travel on horseback? It sounded fantastical, though he kept the thought to himself. 

He tensed at Honami's comment. She meant no harm, sure, but she had the disrespectful habit of treating him as an equal. He realized with a small sigh that it would be pointless to speak out, as Japanese societal conventions no longer applied. He'd... have to get [i]used[/i] to such a thing. This was a situation that extended far beyond an adult and a teenager having a conversation. [b][color=ffe4b5]"I'll accept the offer in the case that does happen, thank you."[/color][/b] He rolled his shoulders with a newfound loss of respect. Not because he thought less of the people around him, but because he realized he could loosen up with the responsibility of being a modest Japanese man. [b][color=ffe4b5]"Our old world was certainly different, to say the least. Does this one really not have machines?"[/color][/b]