Never a man to look garish or ostentatious ...
my description:
He dresses ascetically; wearing simply traveling clothes
... Santio didn't seem at all to care what the scabbard looked like.
Instead, he reverently drew the sword, and inspected it with great attention, and appreciation.
Stepping backward to give himself some room, he moved with it ... enacting some small kata's.
Then, he smiled at the larger metal metalsmith, and smiled. Then bowed. "
Thank you, friend Spark. You work is very pleasing to me, and it is an honour to have done this business with you".
Slipping the katana back into its scabbard, he attached the merchandise to his belt.
Before leaving, he simply said, "
I look forward to spending more time with you, sir".
And with a last bow, left the store, very pleased.
Soon after, in a vacant glen on the outskirts of town, Santio could be seen practising katas with his new katana.