Joleen
*Holy shit, he's going through with it. Hikari blushed a little, their body being enjoyed certainly not getting past them. It was something they'd enjoyed in both forms: their female form had its flaws but they still ultimately enjoyed the body's curves, they just wish it had less of a **Cute** Demeanour, and their male form had an athletic, toned body and a charm of boyish beauty. They'd been called a "Pretty boy" Many, many times.*

*For now, that cuteness would have to be played up as much as possible. Said "Kid" (who took a little offence, they were close to being 30...) smiled and tilted their head, flicking some hair out of their face.*

"My name is Sakura." *A generic name for a generic face, supernaturally thrown onto their usual one.*
Roy
"Taito. You from the republic? You got an accent like you do."
*The samurai would continue, not missing a beat as her own eyes moved all over her - though not for such dubious reasons. Hidden blades, blinding powder, hand crossbows... She couldn't see any, but they could be concealed. Her eyes flicked out the back of the cart a moment, listening out for the stamping of horses in pursuit. Nothing, at least not yet...*
"Sepduania's got odd sorts, so keep your wits about you. Thieves, cutthroats, taxmen... Even the odd shady merchant."
*She'd slap the back of her employer with a hearty chuckle, who'd return a nervous laugh back.*
"Y-Yes, very good my lady!"
Joleen
*Hikari nodded.*

"Yep! Keguntan, born and raised."

*Hikari was being examined. Hikari saw the look over their gear, which was seemingly about as mundane as it got, their Kusarigama hidden under their backpack and wrapped, and their Estoc left at home. All they carried (seemingly) was their Shotel, and a tanto.*

*Hikari gauged the relationship between their newfound riding buddies.*

**"...What's your deal with him?"**
Roy
Tul!Edit**"A lecher and a swindler. I give my respect to few, and none is reserved for this swine."**
*Daggers and curved blades... Not quite suspicious, but Taito knew who would have an advantage in an enclosed space like this. She unsheathed her katana slowly, resting the blunt edge on the sheath as she inspected it a moment. Expensive was one way to describe the piece, for it had clearly been reforged many a time - the telltale pock-marks of different types of metal folded into its edge, yet all held the same malevolent sheen. The black etchings along the fuller were still legible, Taito flashing it for a moment as it turned between her fingers.*
***"Unto you, blood. Unto us, blood. Life eternal, Undying one."***
*Written in the same ancient Runran she spoke, it was a clear provocation - depending on whether 'Sakura' would put it all together.*
"You know much o' your roots?"
*She'd continue their chat in common, knowing that their driver would get all the more antsy from listening to foreign speak the whole journey.*
Joleen
*Ahhh... These woman didn't like the merchant too much either.

Somehow "Showing up the samurai" Felt less of that. If anything, it was probably going to give them a good laugh, at the man's utter idiocy.*

"Not too much... I'm nobody particularly special, really, no blue blood."

*It wasn't even wrong! Hikari really was from a fairly average background, if on the richer side... At least rich enough to get a passable education.*



"That blade is something else..."

*Such intricate etching... Such fine craftsmanship... Clearly weathered and beaten, but still holding an edge as if it were the finest sword in Keguntan... If it weren't for the sword being attached to the woman, and Hikari not quite wanting to steal something so brilliant, they'd totally take it.*

*For now, they'd opt simply to wait for a chance to take something from the merchant. Maybe one of those trinkets on his person...*