Re: Chapter 6 - the problem with answers...
Ru-Fang, having seperated from the others when they took away 'his' prisoner earlier, had eventually made his way into the manor. He'd needed some time to regain his composure, clearly not used to dealing with bloody battles. He was a man with a silver tongue, a nose for gold and was quick to haggle. What could blade and bow deal with that cooperation and comprimise between honorable men could not?
It seemed much like his lack of sensability when it came to the finer distinctions of social classes, he was also quite naive when it came to the lying darkness. Yet another oddity to this strange, outlandish traveler from the 'East'. The later seemed to have come into play once he was inside the manor, for instead of daring to disturb the audience in session, he'd once again taken to chatting up a pretty young servant girl.
"How could you have never seen the sea?" he teases her softly, "Why, one cannot say they have lived until they've taken a deep breath of the fresh, salty air and felt the wind rush through their hair. It's been many, many months since I've seen the coast." he tells her as his eyes begin to drift off, "My family, you see, they sail along the coast from city to city trading goods and have for many generations. You can move out there much faster than on land, you see... But I've never been good at sailing, I decided to go inland and see if I could set up some new trade connections."
He looks back to the girl with a smile before continuing his previous description of the ocean which he was sure would be far more interest to her than the particulars of his pedigree, "But, the sunset on the sea is even more spectacular than on land. The colors of the sky sparkle through the fog, spread across the sea and mix together in the waves. They are a sight that no artists' brush can hope to capture.... oh, but perhaps I could bring a Kakita back to the coast with me to give it a try." After only a brief pause he scooted to her just a bit before questioning teasingly, "You don't happen to be a Kakita?"
One could only wonder if he was intentionally teasing that he'd mistaken her for a samurai or if he truly didn't realize that the servants didn't carry the same family names as the houses they served. Either way, it might make sense for it was incredibly unusual for even ronin to treat peasants with such interest and flattery rather than treating them merely as part of the landscape.