Emilee
In a dining room in the Ide Residence, Temujin filled his companion's cup with milk tea with practiced precision. Normally she would return the favour as was normal when dining with a companion, but such things only concerned him if he had to help teach someone how to avoid an etiquette mistake. Or if someone was showing rudeness or respect.

"Thanks for meeting with me, Sumire-san," He said warmly as he returned to his seat, setting down the teapot. "I understand how busy schedules can get, especially in a city like this. But sometimes, it's good to just sit down to some tea."

It had been some time since the new Shinjo's arrival in the city and his initial guiding of her. Though he tried to stay abreast of wider Clan affairs and the news in the city, privacy was always respected if possible, and he did wonder if the slighter woman had found her footing.

"Have you found any more interesting architecture?" He asked casually. "Perhaps had a chance to take a closer look at one of the temples?"

It was small talk to start with, rather than getting into the more personal questions. But it was still related to her interests and duties, and hopefully she would find it easier to engage with.

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James
It wasn't often Sumire found herself at the embassy for tea, especially when she had been given a responsibility to get out and take in the city. Even within the embassy, this then left her with exceptions of reclusion, dining alone. This arrangement might be a first for her since arriving at the city, but it did remind her of her lessons back home. That then left an added impression when she considered that this was a meeting among family, with someone she could consider her brother. She made sure to knock briefly upon the doorframe on her arrival as an announcement that might garnish attention. "Temujin-san, may I enter?" When provided admission, she opened the sliding door as she entered, providing a fluent bow before close the door behind her. "I'm sorry about my intrusion." She fortunately had no footwear to remove, the distance between their rooms were strictly indoors.

When thanked for her arrival, she bowed once again. "Keeping up with people is one of my responsibilities, I do not think that neglects keeping up with family. Besides, I must still thank you for your recommendations. Those notes you provided me about various establishments has proven incredibly handy for my duties. A few people I did meet did bring up some place that were not among your notes though." She could recall two distinct cases of that, the one that never got named and another which.. She hadn't actually had time to research yet. "Actually, I wonder if you know much about a place called Five Petal Road?"

She remained standing for now, not yet invited to sit, but still took consideration over his questions. "I've certainly had the chance to review some interesting architecture, beyond just visiting establishments. I do recall time I spent in a garden once, and I did make a brief visit to the temples in order to review that as well." Two trips which.. Certainly turned out interesting despite never actually concluding in either location. Certainly a lot had happened.
Emilee
At each turn, he swiftly allowed her to enter, and soon invited her to take a seat across from him. As he found, Sumire was certainly one for protocol.

The scout nodded with a casual smile as she thanked him for his notes. It was nice to know they helped; even if he knew all information was useful, it was pleasant to hear it directly.

"Well, contrary to popular opinion, I don't quite know every shop or person in the city," He said in a lighthearted tone, its humour and intent clear. It levelled out as he affably added "I might have seen the shop's sign, but I don't believe I've been there myself. Perhaps you can illuminate me some time if you've been there."

In the meantime, she gave a report on her doings, and Temujin nodded as he listened intently.

"Sounds like steady progress," He commented encouragingly, "And that is always good to make."

Curiosity crossed his face over an earlier answer of hers.

"And who were these people you met, if I may ask?"

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James
Sumire accepted the invitation to sit, then noticed she already had something in her cup. She wondered if it might have been a bit better if he'd waited for her to arrive first, but said nothing about it. Instead, she provided him with a portion before having some for herself. She almost sputtered in surprise, milk tea? It wasn't exactly the traditional blend she typically had, a sign of how much time they did not spend together.

She didn't know if she could properly say that she'd been to Five Petal Road, considering how circumstances there had panned out. "It had came up in conversation among the mantis, a place they seemed to appreciate, but I was cautious about trying it out because I wasn't familiar with their tastes or the establishment." For all she knew, it could be another Red Lantern.. Or similar, or worse. Being surprised with her tea in uncertain circumstances.. Well, she wasn't going to reflect upon that given the current situation. Why did it have to be milk tea?

"I have at least been meeting among a good number of the other clans, of course. I think I've met all of them by now, unless I'm forgetting any." She was forgetting the phoenix, but that could happen. "A good number of them, of course, already knew you personally. I don't think then there was any new faces for me to discuss." She was, of course, assuming that the inquiry of people was because her brother liked sustaining an apt connection among others, and was looking for any missed in a way similar to the unknown tea house. No, instead she'd found herself constantly left compared to her brother's expertise in connections, constantly simply but another Shinjo and thus her brother's sister. The comparisons had been difficult for her, even if she was typically at fault for the comparison more than most. She was the sort to be overly critical of herself, and so she had constantly internalized that critique. In fact, being present with him only furthered those internal thoughts.
Emilee
Her response to the milk tea surprised him; even the Ide, or at least the ones he knew, enjoyed it. Certainly more often than the stronger *Airag*. Perhaps Sumire's upbringing was even more traditional?

Temujin listened to her speak about Five Petal Road and the people she met. He hoped that she might enjoy the chance to speak, whether of her experiences or to help him learn something.

"Yes, the Mantis do have a reputation for the kinds of shops and dishes they favour," He briefly quipped with a chuckle.

Though as she spoke about her meetings, she seemed to grow rather introspective.

Most would have listed the ones they met when asked, but she went straight to 'They know you, so I don't think I have anything to add'.

*An anxiety over meeting people, or the fact that they know me? Or is it just me? Hm.*



"Perhaps, Sumire-san. But if you're willing," He replied as he set down his own cup, "I'd still like to know how *Your* Meetings with them went. How did you meet? Did you think they were interesting, or honourable? Things like that."

His intuition, at least, suggested that if she ended the question on how they knew *Him*, he would focus on *Her* Experiences. Hopefully his opening questions would inspire her to open up beyond them.

Straightening up, the Shinjo's curious tone softened, speaking kindly to his kinsman.

"Duties can make it hard to spend time together and catch up, but I'm still interested in learning about how you're holding up, and helping if I can."

And he meant it: His concern was for Sumire as a person. Years at court helped prepare him, whether through his gaze or tone, to get across that he meant what he said, rather than hiding a purpose under it.



"Though if you'd rather keep those to yourself," He ended warmly, "I'll respect your privacy."

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James
She was, of course, feeling the burden of walking in the shadow of her brother, but a lot of the shadow that dragged her down here was not something he might have been aware of. It, like the milk tea, had other origins, something he might not yet be aware of. However, in the same way, bringing up the Five Petal Road also broached conversation to a topic he might not know his own involvement in.

"Oh? Well, regarding the mantis with that establishment prior, we met at a book store. The same store you had recommended I go check out, actually, I'm thankful for that as it did have a book I had been looking for. The Mantis there had found her own book." Considering how the conversation had gone, she did not feel confident talking about the other book.. But the name might be a safe venture. "I believe her name was Moshi Kana-san. She was the one who had brought up the Five Petal Road by her personal recommendation, something about going there frequently, it seemed as if she had positive experiences there. I did not get to try it for myself, though I did get to see the place before we parted ways. She was.. An interesting individual, with many talents which I could not myself grasp." She still recalled how the Mantis in question had been difficult to follow, all of the confusion that had spun up from that meeting, but also the various impressive talents mentioned which she did not herself have.

It was not the only time she'd done something of Mantis collaboration, but she didn't feel inclined to share much about the other incident. Instead, she decided to mention a different incident, one which had left a much more discussable impact upon her. The garden scene would even come with a lot more social details, very sufficient to answer his question. "I did also spend time with a lion in a garden's artistic sense, that was a very interesting situation. She showed a lot of professionalism and productivity, if this is something you would care to hear more about."
Emilee
His expression brightened up when she said she met Kana. While he was careful to not be blatant about their relationship, that didn't stop the rumours, nor his own personal joy in the open smile and happy eyes.

"I see! Moshi-san is a close friend of mine. A fine samurai, and a good person. I at least hope you had a pleasant time."

Well, he truly meant that. But his insight perceived that Sumire was having trouble fitting in, so he inwardly prepared for such a situation.


The news of the Lion, however, was met with more composure. As Unicorns, they would both know well the fierce rivalry between their Clans. Wars were fought over ancestral territories and even sheer disdain for their ways of life... On both sides of the border. Essentially (and simplistically), each saw the other as a self-righteous, bloodthirsty bully blindly following backwards traditions.

"Well, if there's one thing you can always count on, it's that the Lions will be professional and productive."

He faced her with a calm expression and an even, welcoming tone. The sort which Ide-sama always used, and which Temujin hoped Sumire would be familiar with since she was apparently raised among Ide. And he took special care to pay no more attention to the tea; if she was uncomfortable with it, they would not drink.

"But most seldom think of them as artistic; well done for minding your footing with them. I'd be interested to learn more, if you would like to share."

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James
To this day, it still haunted her the truth behind how green and purple got along so well, mostly because no one wanted to explain. She had not herself found anyone willing to divulge rumors of her brother yet, but did however catch the mention of Kana brightening her brother's mood. However, considering her own terribly grasp on similar concepts, she only understood it as her brother respecting her achievement of duty by reaching out to people she already knew he knew. "She made it clear she knew of you, apparently through work. Her duties seem to be a lot of interesting things I can't hope to understand, and I don't just imply her sense of bladework or her more mystical art. Magistrates have such advanced responsibilities, but you seem to have met many of them. How many of them can you even claim to be close friends with? All of them?" She still remembered a different Magistrate from earlier, also a similar experience.

"I did hear you're even known to ambassadors as well, all of the rather important people among the other clans." This certainly made things hard for her, having a brother with such a high reputation. It wasn't however that she was having problems fitting in with everyone, she notably managed well enough when her brother was not held up as a regard she should be meeting. "I meanwhile am only finding myself meeting those like a Lion who was polishing up her sense of art and perspectives. Ikoma Miho-san was very quiet at first, you could just feel her strong sense of duty in her work, but somehow our shared efforts encouraged her to become more outspoken. She was especially compassionate regarding chicken, I did notice that when we stopped for some brief tea. We started quiet, but we ended up covering a lot of good conversation. It has me hopeful of meeting more Lions in the future, as that was a positive experience." She did not mention the Crane who was also present at the same time, that Daidoji was not a pleasant topic to discuss.
Emilee
Temujin nodded as he listened. While he was happy to hear about Kana, he controlled his expression and focused on what Sumire was saying. He certainly had to work hard to sift through her words and find her meaning.

*Another mention of me and my 'connections'. It almost sounds like she spends more time thinking about that than about the people she meets, but we'll see where that goes.*

"To be honest, Sumire-san, a lot of my meetings were a matter of duty or chance, given time to build up; a visit to a temple, a dojo, or in a restaurant." Temujin explained, a hand gesturing for emphasis. "Getting to know these people didn't happen overnight... Though it's true I've had more opportunities than most."

A short smile lifted his lips.

"I haven't met everyone, though," He said with a more lighthearted tone. "I sometimes wonder if the Dragon are even in the city, besides the one I met."

*Well. Besides a certain Cyclops, though that's complicated.*

Then came the identity of the Lion. He had his suspicions, but he didn't want to assume, as well as wanting to give Sumire a chance to actually speak and give details aloud. But it was a blessing from the fortunes indeed that she ran into Miho.

"I happen to be acquainted with Ikoma-san. She is indeed a most Honourable samurai, and her courtesies are most practiced," He commented with a nod. "One should always take care with Lions, but she is a fine example of them at their best."

His focus turned to the awkward shorter woman before him, and he did his best to speak as an Ide, keeping the focus on her.

"And it sounds like you got to have that conversation through a chance meeting, all on your own."

*If she's so focused on who I meet, maybe I can help her to see what she's done by herself.*

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James
She was one who was constantly hard and critical about her own shortcomings, and having a sibling with plenty of accomplishments was simply adding fuel to the critique. It didn't matter that she wasn't being reasonable about sufficient time of opportunity. What did matter was that even her own brother was throwing exceptions to his own support. Not overnight, but more opportunities than most. Wonder about the rarity of Dragons, but have still met them anyway. Even found it impressive about meeting a Lion, had already met that one. Efforts to counter such critique seemed almost as weak from him as they were internally from her. 

"I have met with a Dragon myself, though not very personally. They were present, it was a bit awkward because of the impulse to just treat me like an outsider culturally. Shaking hands was more than simply outdated like three hundred years already, it was gross." She was shivering at the thought, visibly disturbed by this, which might say something as she was rarely ever that expressive. It was more of an expression than she'd ever shown her brother before, filled with pure disgust.

"Ikoma-san has been the only Lion I've met here so far, I had assumed she was a proper representation of them, not that she was an ideal one. Should I be more cautious with others?" This wasn't news she'd received before, she had nothing expressing reasons to worry about the Lions so far. They were another clan, sure, but that was about it. They actually seemed better to her than most of the other clans.. But if she was only seeing an ideal representation, than maybe it was a bad guideline.

Loosing track of other details while immersed in the conversation, she took habit of having a tea cup on hand, not recalling the contents at that time. A quick sip served to remind her of the milky richness, she swallowed it anyway as she worked to uphold her composure and set the tea cup back down. In masking her discomfort, she simply went quiet.
Emilee
An eyebrow was raised slightly at her disgust for shaking hands; the Unicorn adopted it in their journey and did it among one another.

But evidently, she was of the generation which was completely raised in Rokugani norms, rather than the mix of customs he was used to.

*Even Ide-sama helped to maintain our own ways... But to each their own.*

"Well, that does sound like a Dragon. They live on the mountains, and people tend to find them... Odd." Temujin shared in turn. "They prefer to keep to themselves, and their ways seem strange to many. As for the Lions..."

There was a brief pause as he thought of this, though he was no stranger to the odd contrast between the highs and lows of his dealings with the Lion Clan. Rather, he was trying to make sense of what weighed on this Clanmate's mind, and how best to help her.

"...It is useful to know what the Lion *Clan* Is like," He resumed after the moment passed. "They are strict, honourable, proud, and committed to tradition and the art of war. They also share borders with us, and our Clans have often fought."

The weight of that history hung in the air for a moment, though there was no resentment in his own voice. Only a certain wariness.

"But like all other Clans, they are made up of *People*. Some will hate us just for being Unicorns, others will treat us with courtesy. Even kindness."

At this point, she was trying to keep down her sip of milk tea. And it was clear to him that she was not just uncomfortable, but holding back.

Conventionally, samurai let others save face, and politely ignored struggles instead of calling it out. But too much strife could compromise the samurai, collapsing under its weight.

*I've tried conversation. Tried focusing on her. Pressing too hard is no good. But if I just leave her like this, it might spell woe for her down the line.*

The scout looked to the pot and cupped his chin in thought.

"Hm. It's not bad, but next time I might be in the mood for a different blend. My apologies, Sumire-san."

Shifting his hand down, he looked back up to the shorter Shinjo. 

"Have you any suggestions? If you've any preferences, I'd be happy to hear you out. Otherwise, I might never know if you have a favourite blend."

*There. An opening for her to give her input, without drawing attention to her discomfort. And hopefully I made it clear she's welcome to voice her concerns if she needs help with them.*

While his tone and posture were composed, his eyes were studying her own expressions. If she failed to pick up on the verbal hints, perhaps seeing that might make her aware that he knew she was holding back her thoughts.

*And if this doesn't work...*

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James
It might not have been a widespread part of her time with the Ide which had driven her conditioning of traditions as much as it had been the conditioning from a single point of authority as she grew up. He even apparently knew her architecture teacher among the Ide.. It was not that Ide's teachings to instill such conditioning, but still wasn't one to change one's way of thinking either. Of course, there are more to the Ide than just one or two teachers, so more might be involved.

She nodded at the account of the Dragons, the lack of perspective could certainly make a big difference, she knew this by other recent interactions. Perspectives was also a subject that came up with the Lion, and the balance of perspective there made it very easy to see the Lion there in a positive light. Of course, that still might only be an instance of perspective, she knew very well that it was completely possible for someone to not fit the standards of the expected mold. However, much of what she'd heard still blended well. A strong sense of duty and tradition was good, and even if she was very distant from matters of war.. It wasn't as if it never happened. Proper architecture was frequently worried about the potential of war, it just always came up. Most clans also fight with most other clans, the easiest to trust was typically one's own. That however was an annoying prospect, rebuilding would be easier if war never happened, and the city did have an aspect that felt like it was trying to realize this. Bureaucracy was also much easier when people didn't just want each other dead.

"It makes sense that some might see the past with different perspectives. Thank you for your kind wisdom to address my ignorance." She didn't see this changing much, though. People are people, that was always true, it just implied some could be different from what is expected. It still sounded like the lions were in a position for being potentially good people if they matched up to the mold.

She blinked when the pot was just taken away, like she'd screwed up there. "I apologize in my inadequacy in properly respecting your efforts. I know you tried, we just don't know each other well enough. That too is my own shortcoming." Another example in how perspectives and understanding were actually important, this one even within her family. The milk just really did not agree with her, though she wasn't certain why. "I typically just have a very traditional blend, like we had together on the day I arrived. That was a perfect choice, I still thank you for having picked a place so carefully." It was actually why the milk blend had surprised her, she'd expected to get more of the same as before.

As usual, the more traditional choices sat the best with her, more out of habit than opinion. When it came to opinions... Well, she never once considered that she never really allowed herself to have an opinion when there were expectations, duties, and traditions to uphold.
Emilee
She seemed to at least acknowledge his quick history lesson. Well, that would do; so long as she still showed good, careful judgement, she was free to form her own opinions.

Her apology, while not expected, was not surprising. That was a standard Rokugani approach. All the same, Temujin waved her down, actually looking appreciative now that she had shared an actual preference.

"You have nothing to apologise for, though I appreciate the sentiment. Rest assured, with me, tea is tea, and not a political game."

Straightening up, Temujin faced Sumire with an open expression. While there was confusion and curiosity, there was also clarity and compassion.

"Likewise, as the one to invite you, it is also right that I better account for your tastes," He said in turn. He bowed respectfully, but not so deeply as to make an orthodox mind feel uncomfortable. "For that, I also apologise."

If Sumire truly was as traditional as she seemed, a 'senior' of sorts offering so sincere an apology might seem surprising. Tradition, after all, prioritised the hierarchy, with subordinates allowing superiors to save face. Even among the Unicorn, this dynamic was only altered, not replaced, with the fundamental belief that those above had a sacred Duty to help those below.

But he always did have an odd relationship with the concepts of face and honour. To him, if you made a mistake, you owned up to it. *That* Was simple; it was the *World* Which was complicated.

He rose again swiftly, his expression bearing some of the weight of the apologies offered, acknowledging their importance. But it was also genuinely compassionate, rather than stern or rebuking.

*Getting an expressed thought out of her is just the start. The important thing is to create an atmosphere where she feels like she can continue doing so.*

"Still, that's a good reason to have meetings like this, *Neh*?" He quipped in a relaxed manner as he leaned back. "They give us the chance to learn things about each other."

Then a corner of his mouth curled into half a smile.

"For instance, while I can take spices, I actually prefer meals that aren't as intense. The Moto I served with were always quick to laugh about that."

The admission was a light one. It was not an Empire-shaking confession, as if it instantly meant they had plenty in common. 

But it was a lighthearted truth, and it was clearly intended to show he was willing to reciprocate in the exchange of information.

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James
She was left surprised when he just turned the whole thing on her, like he had something to apologize for. Was the tea then a test? Was she being tested here? Was there more to this conversation than was obvious? This itself quickly left her flustered, even though it was her own fluster that spun her assumptions to a wild direction in the first place. She did after all feel a strong need to be helpful to others, while also being highly critical of herself. If something didn't seem right, well then she was obviously just missing something important, that too was her fault.

As he stood, she rushed to do the same, stumbling against the table in her dazed fluster, tripping over backwards in the process of her failed recovery. She fell reasonably hard, but her knees landed upon the cushion of her seat softly. The floor wasn't a rough landing at least, not with the materials common to such homes, but the abrupt motions caused something to spill out from her possession, slide across the floor, and slam into wood furnishings nearby with a sharp thud. She scrambled with haste to recover it, stumbling upon the cushion which immediately gave way to her movements and finally betrayed her. Making yet another attempt, she rushed over to the small wooden case that had been lost in the process and visibly left to sit out in the open for review. It would have not been a familiar design or purpose for her brother.

For that to happen instantly following his quick statements about learning from each other and something to laugh at simply served to fluster her further. She was significantly worried if the contents were okay, but hesitant to open the case in her perspective of the current situation. If she was less flustered, she would recall that the case was designed to handle much worse, its cushioned contents were fine. Certainly though, her embarrassment here would not look good towards any assumed test, it was also an idea that really bothered her as well.
Emilee
He had been hoping to help her feel at ease. To assure her with him, in a gathering like this, there were no ulterior motives, no hidden tests.

Evidently, that was too surprising to her, as she promptly began tripping over herself.

With characteristic swiftness, Temujin approached, bending down and offering a hand to help. This, after all, was one of the few times when touch was permissible in their society.

"Are you alright, Sumire-san?"

His distant kin may have all manner of thoughts and doubts plaguing her. But his intent to help, at least, was sincere.

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James
She herself was, physically at least, fine. The first slip had been soft enough, the second one less so. It helped that the floors were not trying to be hard stone, then she might have gotten hurt. She was however still worried about the case she lost in the process, it had smacked solid wood furniture with a sharp thud. The case had then rebounded not far from where she laid, giving her an opportunity to recover it while furniture nearby provided her with balance. Thus, when he came to help her stand, she was found clutching the case with one hand as firmly as she could, while balancing herself with the other to help her in her daze. It thus left her without any hand free to return, but it looked as if he wanted the case as a result. She got immediately alarmed by that, which was fortunate that she was already using her other hand to balance herself, this caused no additional slip. However, in her self-stability, she also noticed his sense of sincerity in the moment. Obviously, nothing was implied about the case, not this time. She still had to stand on her own then, especially if she was not going to just pass him the case.

"I'm.. Mostly alright. Just a bit dizzy, that's all." She was really alarmed about the case's condition, but she did not feel this was a good opportunity to inquire upon it. She kept glancing at it regardless before hesitatingly putting it back where it had escaped from her possession. She was still forced to take a seat, it was more sensible than accidentally rediscovering the floor again while she remained dizzy. "I'm sorry, I must rest a bit after that." If there was a test involved, she'd probably just screwed it up. She really hated surprise tests like that, she was not the best with surprises.
Emilee
A less generous samurai might have found it incredulous that Sumire was finding the simple sharing of tea and catching up with a Clanmate exhausting.

So it was a good thing that Temujin was aware that she lacked stamina. And apparently handled surprises poorly.

"Of course, Sumire-san," He said evenly as she took her seat. "You must have had a long day."

A polite veil to give her an excuse to save face, rather than calling out how falling over herself at *Tea* Was hardly a sign she was 'alright'. He gave her time to take her seat again before he spoke again. But at this point, even his practiced patience was being tested to its limits.

"If you'd like to continue, I would enjoy the company. But if you'd like to return to your quarters and get some rest, you're welcome to do so as well."

Leaning back in his seat, he looked at her. Still studying her. By now, while his tone and manners were still sincere, he was also finally starting to show at least some resigned confusion. Having someone struggle to answer your questions and then fall over themselves in response to a kind gesture could have that effect.

"Though either way, would it be alright if I asked you a personal question? Which you are free to decline to answer, of course."

*Lady Shinjo, please grant me the patience of Ide himself.*

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James
Long day.. It wasn't a bad way to phrase it, despite the reality of the situation. The reality was simply that she still had no idea of the weight of the test she'd just failed, which might lead to an exhausting future. However, if that was true, then such was her responsibility.. She would face it anyway. Such was always how things worked, especially in the light of her own shortcomings. After all, even failing a test did not mean there wasn't any further test. The temptation to flee and check upon the contents of the case was high, but while it represented expectations upon her, she had other duties as well. Additionally, if the contents were damaged, it wasn't as if waiting a few more minutes would impact its condition at all. Broken is broken.

"If I am in the way of any of your concerns, I'm willing to depart. However, remaining here is no trouble on my part, I would be glad to discuss more with you, to share a stronger understanding with someone I share a family with. I might ask to trouble yourself with some simple fresh water, it might be all I need to recover. Beyond that, we can share company as a family as we share some simple fresh water. May a simple fresh start serve to bring refreshing conversation. In that light, yes, feel free to at least bring up your question. I apologize for any and all of this inconvenience, and hope that a fresh start may allow us fresh opportunity."

In her daze, her bow almost smacked the table, but she was also able to recover from that. Another good point, actually, she really probably shouldn't be in a rush to leave either, remaining seated for a time was much more sensible until she could at least recover. Of course, if that was imposing, she would leave anyway. Collapsing in the hall however could be an imposition for others, so it would not be her willing decision. Besides, making amends for her failed test was possibly far more important right now than her own wellbeing, other things could simply wait.
Emilee
"You are not in the way, Sumire-san." Temujin replied as evenly as he could while quickly calling a servant over to ask for some clean water. The case was blatantly obvious to him, but he had no idea of its contents or relevance.

"Though I would consider it a **Great help** If you would be willing to answer."

As their *Heimin* Servant returned with the water and cups, Temujin poured for Sumire, leaving her free to reciprocate. As he did so, he spoke, his tone and concern sincere.

"How have you been? I mean, *Really* Been? I know that our duties in this city can be very stressful, and there are few opportunities to check. *I've* Felt that stress myself."

Seizing the initiative, he continued before she could lose herself to thought.

"Allow me to explain: I do not ask this out of pity, or to test your resolve, or to measure your ability to perform your duties. Those are your burdens, just as I have mine."

He leaned back in his seat, facing her with blue eyes that were seeking, trying to stay controlled. Calm.

"However, as a scout, I also try to extend my sight to our own Clan. Like a stablemaster watching for sickness or injury among a herd, I try to keep watch over everyone's health and strength."

His hand gestured to himself, then to her and their surroundings.

"Each of us is responsible for ourselves, yes, but what I learn can help ensure that we are kept in good health, and receive any rest we need. In that way, the Clan stays strong."

Straightening up, his hand falling to his side, the Shinjo faced his distant kin.

"If you would rather keep your affairs to yourself, I'll understand, as long as they don't endanger you or the Clan. But if you can help me get an honest picture of how you are faring, I'd really appreciate the **Help**."

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James
She considered the question, about how her time in the city has been, and she thought she'd answered that. If it wasn't enough, she would need to go into more details. "Since that first day, the test I had mentioned from that had gone actually very well, and I must thank you for the insight of the city to be prepared enough for such a test. I was then given the responsibility of an architectural project, which has been progressing.. But I don't think I'm allowed to cover all of the details there. The 'organizing a team' portion was something I was not certain about, but it hasn't become a problem. It also has not been most of my work, due to certain.. Delays. I've then had a lot more time to instead focus on other responsibilities, the other task I was assigned on the first day. To meet people, and to check other establishments. Basically, to get used to the city as a way to prepare for other tasks to come."

"When trying to complete that responsibility at a garden, I was also originally uncertain, as there wasn't much clarity in purpose.. Just to be at the garden. I had tried to draw, to practice for architectural schematics, and as a result met others who.. Actually were doing their own drawings. That's the lion before.. Though there was also a Crane there. We each clearly had a different purpose in drawing, the design we each had casually done showed strong differences. The lion was trying very hard however to grasp a new perspective in their work, to improve it.. Which I could understand by my own practice. We had both been trying to capture water in our work, I haven't had to do much architectural planning for waterways yet.. Something I've been researching so that I'm ready in case it is required. When we weren't certain where to go next, we decided to go for tea instead. This is when I learned the Lion love their chicken, but I also made a demonstration different from the waterfall we were watching with a teapot. That had gone very well."

"I admit that the Crane at the time was a bit alarming, they seemed constantly distracted, which did get concerning, but that was managed well enough. The Lion and I worked to ensure there weren't any complications. Of course, then I had to do the mentioned research, and I knew of a book which actually included some very complex waterworks architecturally, that's why I needed to know of a good place to get a book. The bookstore even had the same book, thankfully enough, so I've had plenty of time to study and practice from its guidance. A very positive outcome, another example of the city being comfortable. At the same time, I had met the Mantis mentioned earlier who had her own book. I'm not perfectly clear upon what kind of book it was, but that might be a rude thing to share anyway. She did at least want to share discussions upon the theme, which was akin to watching a bushi practice their art. A confusing experience, but certainly appreciable. She worked very hard to help spread clarity, additionally respectable and shows very highly about her clan. It was quite impressive."

"I had found myself working with the Mantis with something else, a concern about the authenticity of a certain map. It was a complex discourse of diplomacy, but it had worked out very well in the end. It had been a complex situation, with a lowly merchant arguing with a ronin handling correspondence for the Mantis. The whole think was settled elegantly, however, with the full discourse of diplomacy for the whole situation as neutrally as possible. I even ensured there was a complete report accounting for the entire situation for the Mantis to review, to make their own decision regarding the observed flaws in the map. I'm still waiting to hear back about that."

"Other than that, like the book mentioned, I've done a lot of study on my own time, preparations for the work I'll be expected of. Even that, like everything else.. Has just flowed like a waterfall. The city has overall treated me very well, my experiences here have not been unsatisfying. My duty has been properly fulfilled, my days are not problematic, and while I do miss my teacher.. And still believe he could have done all of this so much better.. That he would have not needed as much preparation and study.. I believe I've adjusted quite well to the city. Specifically, there has been no outstanding complications of the city, that there are much fewer differences in lifestyle here than there was working for my teacher. Everything has been surprisingly smooth like that."

"Of course, you are a much more accomplished individual, that's probably the one thing that stands out in everything. Things are managing quite well, but you manage things quite a lot better. I did bring that up earlier, and that was not your question, so.. I guess I shouldn't be discussing that. I hope this does sufficiently answer your question, then."

She did manage to take occasional sips while talking, but that was a lot to describe in her condition, so she just went quiet as she enjoyed what was left of her water.
Emilee
Temujin listened patiently, relieved that she was opening up.

Her mention of a test raised his eyebrow, but he carefully listened to the rest of her meetings. Miho, Kana, Adohiro... The Mantis ronin was a surprise, though. He thought of Chiyoko, but knew they had others in their employ.

"It is good to hear that you are adjusting, Sumire-san, and I thank you for your honesty. This city can be treacherous, especially when we prefer to be honest; keeping your eyes open and your mind alert will help you. Just remember that this is a Scorpion city, used to living under Scorpion corruption, and I'm sure you'll practice due caution."

With the official business addressed, he turned to more personal things about missing her teacher, and her belief that it wasn't that different from her previous lifestyle.

"Believe it or not, I can relate to your situation," The Shinjo commented with a smile. "I, too, was raised by the Ide."

Perhaps the words might have sounded empty if she was so very determined to see him as greater. But he was determined to convey their intent.


"I served my time as a scout of the Junghar, patrolling our lands with my comrades. Then I was assigned to serve Ide Yesugei-sama, and began a new journey to the others in the Empire. And now finally, I am here, serving as a scout and envoy."

A pause came over him as he reflected on his path to this place. And all the many changes since.

"...It was difficult for me. I prefer open spaces and honest living," He admitted, his expression honest in its nostalgia. "But the city felt too closed off. Even now, I long for the plains of my homeland."

Folding his arms, he leaned back in his seat, open acceptance on his face.

"But I persevered. I learned how to protect myself, carried out my duties. Met people and learned who I could trust. Still learning, in fact. So it is a relief to know that at least you found the city closer to your own upbringing than I did."

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James
She still had no idea what the point of all of those details were, but apparently a point had been addressed. Him coming from the Ide too did land a familiarity too, but also served to establish him as having already walked the benefit of her route, well ahead of her. Especially by those accomplishments that personally haunted her, distinctly beyond her reach. However, it was true that, as a result, she had been raised as something of a city girl even in her time with the Ide, going to an actual city like this had been less of a change and more of a next-level experience. Even now, she was still doing a lot of studying, much like her apprenticeship just before. It still felt as if he's already caught up to all of those changes, however. It wasn't as if she could offer him anything he was missing that she could provide.

She did remain silent for a while trying to figure out anything, but came up with nothing. All of this support was still very one-sided, so she was not taking it very well even despite his sincerity. She was used to such enclosed spaces, but still wished she could do better with more open ones. Her early childhood had been one of liberated freedom, but it had been cut short when she was proven incapable.. And she'd been left a guest of Ide care ever since. She was not in the city then proven capable, she was well adjusted to here because she'd not proven capable of anything more. Of course, honesty and trust weren't exactly an obstacle of her life prior, she really hadn't interacted with other clans much at all prior to the city.. So there they had a lot more the same. She had however been taught appropriately for such an experience from one of her teachers among the Ide, the benefits of others helping her get to where she was.. More than her own capabilities.

She had spoken a lot prior at least, and was done with her water, thinking she was feeling a bit better. But she had no response to give when she had no way to help in return.
Emilee
"...Sumire-san."

He spoke, trying his best to keep his tone calm and controlled. But since nothing so far had worked, not showing concern, nor sharing about himself, and **Most certainly not waiting for her to open up on her terms which felt as convoluted as a Scorpion scheme**, then he would have to be direct.

"I can tell that there's a lot on your mind. **But if you don't share any of it, then it will never be known.**"

He poured more water to refill her cup, keeping his gaze level as he spoke.

"**THAT** Is why I shared more about myself. You wouldn't have known any of that about me if I hadn't shared it. Just as I would not have known how your experiences with the Ide gave you a different perspective of this city.

"You taught me about yourself, and I wanted to reciprocate so we could *Learn about each other*. **Ide diplomacy is like this, teaching the Clans about us while learning about them.**"

Straightening up, Temujin's words grew even more frank as he folded his hands together.

"I am not someone with perfect insight. I cannot read the minds of others, and I certainly don't see myself as someone as capable as you imagine. I simply had more *Time* To build my efforts here, to see what worked and learn from my errors. Just as I hope to spend that time knowing each new Unicorn.

"So let me ask you, in the plainest terms possible: **What is the best way to speak with you? How do you *Want* People to speak with you? Do you need help, or do you want to be the one helping?**"


Leaning back in his seat, Temujin struggled to hold back a long sigh.

"If you don't want to speak about *Yourself*, then you don't need to reveal more. If you simply do not wish to speak with *Me*, then you needn't force yourself to stay here."

*If she will not reach out to the hands that are offered to her, then she will find herself alone.*

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James
She was honestly shocked about this whole concept of basically sharing so many details about her time in the city, and yet it wasn't enough. That was decidedly comprehensive, saying more than she was comfortable with, and yet she did so anyway. What then really spun her head was the comment just afterwards. Wait, he had shared stuff about himself? A few little details, but she knew there was so much about what he's done, how things had been for him, that she had no idea about. Learn about each other? How much did she honestly know about him at all? She knew a few of the things he was good at.. After confronting his achievements socially. She had records of establishments to visit, but nothing there was personal. She had just been told a few things she didn't know, but it was honestly feeling like bait to just keep this one-sided conversation focused against her. She still remained professional.

"No, I've not asked for any help. I've not asked to be a huge burden to people, I've tried to instead prove helpful so far, like I had just told you. Even so, clearly you must be beyond my capabilities, because I know of no way to help you with anything more than your endless demands to share details about myself. If I am wrong, then clearly I don't know you well enough to know otherwise. That might be true, because you have hardly talked about much of yourself here. I accounted for a long tale of a brief period, your own time here was far more extensive and yet you have very little to talk about at all. Only questions for me, eager to take but not share. This has not been a conversation, it has been more like an interrogation. Strictly information for your benefit. If there is anything you've done that needs another, clearly I am not good enough for it. If there is anything you've done that is worth sharing as I did, clearly I'm not good enough to hear about it. All that I can do apparently is just endlessly answer questions, gaining nothing in return."
Emilee
Temujin's hand balled tightly into a fist as his expression stilled into stony silence.

*Breathe. Remember: You have to care about the other person. And you're in the same Clan.*

When he spoke, both his expression and his eyes, normally animated with life, were as dead and cold as winter.

"Thank you for your honesty. I will try to address your points...**Shinjo-san**."

The change of address was accompanied by his voice growing much cooler, without even any attempts to mimic the familiarity she had once insisted on.

"You have spoken with a focus on duty, but you have never once *Said* That you are trying to prove yourself useful and not a burden. And from your *Lecture*, it's clearer than ever that you are extremely uncomfortable talking about yourself. For that, I thank you for what you have shared so far. As to how this feels like an interrogation, or that I'm treating you as below me..."

The scout took a deep breath, and strived to centre himself. Called on every form of meditative breathing he was trained in by the Shinjo school. Blue eyes gazed downwards to his balled fist which he unclenched then closed again, and he looked up to the slighter woman who had just spent her breath accusing him of interrogating her one-sidedly.

"That is how *You* See it. It was not how I intended it, but that won't change how it made you feel. For that, I am sorry that in attempting to express concern, I have placed pressure upon you."

Despite the coldness upon his words, the apology itself was genuine in its acknowledgement. He still had at least enough self-awareness (or perhaps self-doubt) to know that the very act of *Basic human decency in expressing concern* Was inexplicably invasive to her, even as he strained to rein in his frustrations.

"Had you wanted to learn more about me, I would have been willing to answer as much as I could. I shared a little *To begin with* To see if those were of any interest, not because I wished to withhold anything or give you a pittance and assume it was enough. **They were the first steps, Shinjo-san, not the whole journey. Foundation stones, not the whole castle.**"

He gestured from her to him. His words, stern and matter-of-fact, began to fill with frank honesty as thoughts marshalled in his mind made their sortie.

"If they had not been enough, you simply needed to say so and ask me what you really wanted to know. From how the first samurai I met were Rokugo Yuto and Daidoji Adohiro, to how I was received by Utaku Masanori-sama, and even how I accidentally insulted Utaku Kazuko-sama when I tried to give her a compliment.

"And if those early tales were not enough, I would have been willing to tell you of my work and chance meetings: How I grew familiar with both the wilds outside the city and the streets within it. How I met a Kitsu shugenja by chance at a temple, before she was made Ambassador. Had a game of Go with a Crane diplomat and won. My first meeting with the Mantis. Or shared dinner with a Phoenix after relations between our Clans had fallen apart.

"And how at each and every moment, I sought all the information I could because I feared that if I did any less, I would surely fail. Because I'm a scout sent into a city, who will always question whether he can be of any *Real* Use here."

That last part was spoken with an honest fervour. A doubt long-held, and long-faced. With a deep exhalation, he leaned back in his seat.

"I am not ashamed to share or admit these, perhaps more if I trust you. Had you asked, I would have answered. I simply did not do so for two reasons: The first is I was taught to show interest in others first. The second is that **Conversing with you feels like a one-sided exchange because you keep shutting yourself off.**"

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James
Siblings could be close friends, but sometimes it was inevitable for a spark of rivalry to be produce from somewhere. Siblings did not always just get along, even magnets did not attract those of the same blood. She caught the colder tone, a subtle message itself. "It sounds as if even you hope to be not a burden, but useful. I did not expect that to be a surprise, I am not surprised that you might want your own scouting to be considered fondly. You know, I wonder if that is the issue here. I have certainly heard of your pursuit of information, and I can certainly understand how neglect could feel insufficient. I hadn't thought that your desire to be a scout might be so informationally-driven, I had suspected it was more in seeing more than knowing." She didn't mention how there might be personal reasons for that, but only because she wasn't thinking of her own personal fault here. She was thinking about him.

"Actually, that probably works in your favour more than you might assume. There might be reason to worry why a couple of eyes would be handy in an enclosed place like this city.. But being driven to know more is completely different. That means you're driven to be understanding.. In a place with all these different types of people.. Different types of lifestyles. I should have you know, your own statement about the city's versatility at the restaurant before... That was the most helpful insight, something a lot of people are apparently missing. There is a lack of proper understanding in the City, and that's causing a lot of chaos when people simply don't have direction or focus.. And can't work with all of the complexity. That's what our Ambassador told me.. Well.. Before she scolded me for.. Uh.. Getting too excited about the work she was giving me? I guess not so unlike your experience. That's besides the point, the point is that your form of scouting is actually amazing, remarkably useful, and you should be proud of your ability here."
Emilee
He had said all he felt was prudent to address where their concerns diverged. And now, having heard him share his own personal experiences, it seemed that she was attempting to focus on analysing him and his motives. But to her credit, she was at least attempting to encourage him in her own way.

"Thank you, Shinjo-san. I will keep your encouragement in mind, and perhaps it will help me focus." Temujin sighed. "Likewise, I hope that my sharing can help convince you that I am not against talking about myself."

Though the address was still the more formal family name, he had relaxed his tone. There was still the stoic perseverance through his own mental fatigue, but at least there was no longer a need to rebuke or correct.

"Your own sharing today has helped a great deal as well," He commented. "Now, at least, I have your own words on how you prefer to be spoken to, and some insight on your desire to be useful to others. A worthy thing to strive for; I am sure your efforts and attention to detail will bear some fruit.

"And now that I know this much, perhaps it will be easier for us to help each other. Whenever you wish, you may ask about me or I might feel more free to share what news I have or help I need. Just know that others may want to offer you the same helping hand, and that is alright. We are Unicorns, after all. Our herd comes together."

He had found this entire exchange most taxing. But even so, he did mean it: He would have extended this courtesy to any Unicorn who would accept it.

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James
It looped things around, but with the attempts at clarity, she had to ask. "The.. Milk tea.. From earlier. Was that some kind of tradition for you, or something like that? If it is something you normally have, I'll try to get used to it. It wouldn't be fair to deny you your own traditions.. Every so often." The milk tea had been one of the first surprises here, and looking back she didn't think it was one fully handled. If he had his own reasons for it, she would adjust to his traditions and partake occasionally. Hopefully not every visit. If it was random, or his guess of her tastes, it could be as if it never happened. She just didn't want to leave it off as a misunderstanding that was never given a chance for understanding.
Emilee
A smile returned to his lips then. She was trying, and that was something he always appreciated.

"Your determination to adapt is commendable, Sumire-san." Temujin replied, the more familiar address returned. "I'll respect your efforts in that regard, and would be glad to reciprocate by accounting for your tastes as well when it comes to our meetings. And so, we meet each other halfway."



Glancing to the pot set aside briefly, he faced the shorter woman before him and shook his head.

"But the short answer to your question: It is a common drink in our Clan, a reminder of home in this city, and one I like the taste of, but no. To me, it holds no significance beyond its familiarity and flavour. Though if you would like to hear more about why I am fond of it, I am happy to answer."

A short nod followed, and his blue eyes softened, trying to convey understanding and acceptance.

"I will keep in mind, however, that the taste of home for *You* Is closer to what our cousins prefer. And just as some are born to the blade and others to the brush, some are born to milk and others to tea. Different, perhaps, but it doesn't make us any less Unicorn."

While it seemed like a fairly innocuous thing to say about tastes, there was also the clear enough subtext of their very different tastes and perspectives, and that he saw nothing wrong in there being differences.

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James
She wasn't one with much of an understanding of personal taste or motivations, but it did have the sounds of a story that might share something of some variable meaning behind it.. Sharing more about her brother. It could be said to be her catching up with his milk tea story. "Sure, feel free to talk about the tea. I still have a huge support for those who follow a blade already.. There is already value in being aware of differences and.. Perspectives. 'Water falls both from garden fountains and tea pots.' These perspectives can be very important for consideration sometimes, like I've talked about with the Lion I mentioned earlier."

She was someone of a nature to be genuinely accepting of distinctions and differences.. Though that would not stop another from being a heavy influence upon her in anything more distinct. In fact, while she remained respectful of distinctions between people, she still held hesitations that developed in line with the statement of being any less Unicorn. Anyone with a strong sense of sincerity would pick up the shadows of her gaze with that statement, as the statement echoed hollow within her without its negatory inverter and the self-critique rang out again silently within her. She tried to find her statement, starting an attempt to say anything of something else, and was left with only uncertainty. At least she'd just managed to bring something else up just before, and she realized she might as well just go with that. A story of tea.. Would be a good distraction from unwanted inability.. Even more than she might have first assumed.
Emilee
Temujin nodded in response to her observation, though he noticed her hesitation with herself. A shadow passing over her face when he spoke of differences in the Clan.

*By now it's clear: She has difficulty expressing herself, and is hard on herself in her desire to be of use. Perhaps she thinks her uses are lesser to our Clan?*

Nevertheless, he continued, focused on her question.

"Thank you for saying so. Very well, then. I'll share about milk and tea in my life. A short version for now, but feel free to ask for more details.

"My family is similar to most Shinjo. We live on the move almost as much as we reside in a fixed place. Travelling with our herds, I grew up with milk first, and later, milk tea. It reminds me of my family, my home, and later on my school, and the taste always seemed normal to me. We did have regular tea as well, though, for guests and certain times."

He smiled slightly for a moment as the recounting filled him with nostalgia.

"Later, when I was sent to be a ward under Ide Yesugei-sama, I lived in a household that accounted for more traditional tastes, since other children from other Clans were also present. Milk tea was a special treat on certain occasions. But as a result, traditional tea reminds me of my second home, and Ide-sama preparing me to grow more used to it."

The smile broke into a short chuckle as he leaned back in his seat.

"Both also remind me of my brother, who took after our cousins' traditions. Like you, he preferred more Rokugani brews. In our youth, we'd have disagreements over such things. But later, I grew to accept that his tastes are just fine as well; as different as we are, we are still brothers. Still Unicorns, each serving the Clan with who we are."

It wasn't a direct confrontation of whatever doubts she had in mind. But it hopefully helped touch on the idea that differences didn't mean shortcomings as a member of the Clan.

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James
It was a story that reminded her of the youngest years of her life, though those were years she had selective memories of. She thought she could recall ground juices, but nothing more specific. She just did recall the travelling.. For how brief she was allowed it. Then was her own turn with the Ide, very focused upon the traditional.

She didn't feel a sense of parallel with both their paths, but there were similarities. A path with Milk Tea, a path without.

"A brother? I..." She paused in consideration of what she was going to say, realizing there was also no present sense of such a brother.. And thus they may not be around anymore. They could have even passed. Either way, it was a subject she wanted to be more careful with, she at least knew the feeling of no longer having family in daily life anymore. "I see you've got experience with perspectives of tastes. Maybe that helped with your work as an Envoy, the city really is full of different perspectives.. Variety.. Like you had brought up on my first day. I thank you for sharing this insightful tale about yourself, your wisdom continues to be a significant point of consideration demonstrating the diplomatic application of your experiences. Has your own work here in the city involved adjusting to flavours you never expected before? Oh, I guess spicy food might have happened, considering your prior company. Anything else of interest like that?"
Emilee
"That is kind of you to say, Sumire-san." Temujin replied. "I certainly hope it does credit to my lord and guardian, Ide-sama. As to the city?"

He absentmindedly tapped a finger on the table while running through his thoughts. Not long after, he had his answer ready. Whether it was small talk or something significant to her, any progress was good.

"I'd say that I certainly had an easier time of it when it comes to cuisine. I grew up with Rokugani meals as much as Unicorn ones, so some of this was familiar enough. The drinks, though, were a little harder. I learned to take sake socially, but I personally preferred drinks other than liquor."

His hand withdrew from the table as he folded his arms, rocking back and forth pensively.

"Though really, the thing which was the biggest challenge to adjust to was city life. I'd been to castles and villages, but few cities so densely packed. To see people living so closely together still feels odd to me. As well as what they've been living under."

A knowing reference to the well-established problems of the city: crime, corruption, and the unending struggle for survival or wealth.

"And how about you, Sumire-san?" He asked in turn. "I do remember that you had an easier time adjusting to the culture of our cousins. Were the places you studied similar to this city?"

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James
She considered the question for a bit before forming her reply, almost frozen as a statue as she looked upward in thought, her arms relaxed before her. "You could also say castles and villages, but with a strong sense of development.. Especially since I began working in Architecture. A very strong urban sense, but nothing as sophisticated as the city. Not as diverse either, it wasn't exactly with this open exposure to other clans. It was still a very.. Communal experience. Places weren't huge, but could still be busy, it was a style I got used to." Her experience also was not one exposed to attributes like crime or similar corruption. In fact, she still held little understanding when it came to economics, coins were still strange as her work didn't involve its lessons that directly. Even so, she simply folded her hands before her through this portion, retaining her comfort in another posture.

"Food then wasn't as diverse as you're talking about, though it sounds as if you had such a simple time with it.. No stories to speak of... For me, things were busy, but the routines were constant and predictable.. Reliable. Unchanging.. Like the food. I too haven't had much sake, it was not the routine. I've learned it may have a place professionally, but that it can also be a liability to my work and my capabilities, so it is generally avoided. Tea.. Works well for professional encounters too. It is a much more.. Honest drink." She was pausing a lot through some of this, either to recall the related memories.. Or to recite sake lessons verbatim. She wasn't confident that her closing statement had been completely accurate though, leaving her to fade into thought a bit in a critique wondering if those were the right words. It had been several years since she'd last seen the teacher who had spoken them. Her arms went much more tense to her sides in this consideration, no longer as relaxed.
Emilee
"It sounds like you've definitely had more experience with fixed holdings." Temujin commented thoughtfully. "That's certainly worthy of the Ide; as you and I know, they put in a lot of effort to respect and adapt to the ways of the Empire."

Though with everything he'd seen from her, it seemed like her master leaned a lot more on the Empire's traditions than his.

"Though I will admit, I always saw Shiro Shinjo as my home; my family spent more time there compared to staying on the move, so our travels felt more like trips. Very close-knit trips with the feeling of home and family, but always returning to our first home."

*It seems like I've found the flow, and she's adjusting. Start with some details. Give more when asked. Or open with something personal.*

The scout listened to her account of tea and sake with a smile, though he didn't miss her own pauses. In that space, he replied.

"Sake indeed has its place, and you're right: tea is the more common drink, while sake is for events or dinners. But when we're told to disregard what people say and do when drunk so they can save face," He commented with a wry smile, "It does prove that you can have too much of something."

He folded his arms in thought, considering what else she had said so far. There it was again, a comparison against him, though softer this time.

"As for myself... I wouldn't say I had *No* Stories. They were just everyday ones which I'd be happy to share more of. Like my first taste of sake; I nearly had a coughing fit and couldn't believe anyone could enjoy it, and Ide-sama had a good laugh at my expense. And how the Moto I trained with teased me for my lower tolerance for spices. And if you'd like to know omre, feel free to ask."

Pausing for a moment, he nodded to his distant kin with an encouraging expression.

"But these everyday stories and mistakes are found in everyone's lives. They are part of what builds us up. And even here, I'm still learning new things."

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James
She was fairly proud of the.. Praise.. Related to the statement 'effort to respect and adapt to the empire' when it was used. It was like being told she was doing her teacher proud, it was incredibly meaningful to her. She paused in sour reflection though at the reversal that followed, about travelling and what travelling life was like.. She could hardly remember anything like that, she was too young. This left a touch reminder of being a disappointment to her family.. From her family. Maybe that had also helped to encourage the brief comparison in her thoughts too. It might have been an attempt to switch ideas, but it just stacked her disappointment.

However, his attempt to defuse disparagement by her initial efforts certainly paid off, especially because there was still that warm compliment leading things off. This was then just a comparison of tea and sake, she didn't need to worry about it.

"Too much of something? What is a courtier to do with someone she can't regard in conversation? Especially if they start falling on their face, can't walk home, can't even tell you where home is? It is strange how too much is also too little." She was actually smiling at this, not heartfully, but more heart-freely. A distraction of a positive sort. It even blended well with the sake story, absolving all previous context in the topic.

She paused in consideration of some news. "So you also aren't one for visiting the Red Lantern? Spices can be quite challenging, can't they? I'm.. Probably especially not good with them.. But I didn't expect you had similar problems. You got along really well with that one magistrate who seemed eager for spices, so I really am surprised. You were even talking about spice blends, weren't you? No, wait, that was fashion styles, sorry. I'm going too far from the topic at hand. Spices. Spices. Is tolerance to spices then a Bushi thing? Somehow important to your work in.. Some way I can't even think of?
Emilee
She seemed happy with his words about the Ide, and he could relate. But he also gathered that her connection to them ran far deeper. By contrast, she seemed regretful over his sharing of his own days of travel.

*Another facet to her concerns: 'traditional' Unicorn ways, and how she measures up against them... My brother had different but similar concerns.*

His eyes grew sympathetic, but he didn't press it too hard. She did seem to brighten up and try to move on. Not quite cheerful, but more cheerfully. So for now, he tried to ride that wave while staying aware.

"Indeed," He commented with a gentle wryness, "When one's wits dive into the cups, there's often precious little left to go around. Something Ide-sama once told me... As well as that a solid fallback is to call a servant, drop them off in a guest room, and have some tea sent to them."

Sumire's own questions about spices didn't bother him; in fact, he was glad she felt a little more comfortable with asking him.

"Not to worry, Sumire-san. And yes, I will admit it: I don't dislike them, but spices can be a little much at times." Temujin confessed freely. "The flavours are good, but that burning sensation is more of a challenge to me than a benefit. I'd say it's more a matter of family than profession, though. For instance, the Moto I trained with *Love* Their spices. Still, a scout assigned to the Burning Sands might benefit from a tolerance for it than one in the Empire."

From there, followed up into a more personal anecdote, one hand cupping his chin in thought.

"And I think I have this view precisely because of how I was raised, with a mix of both old and new," He said thoughtfully. "I was different from families who leaned heavily on the traditions we brought back with us. Because I wasn't eating spicy food as often, I had the perspective of how *Different* It was, and what the Empire considered normal."

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James
She was aware of much the same approach with someone who's cup has ran dry on wits, it is just awkward when working with a diplomatic contact of any importance to one's duty. There was also cases where one takes their cup to go and then wits run dry, finding an opportunity could be then a challenge. Still, there was no point in discussing these remarks, she only spent the opportunity silently considering them.

She was otherwise nodding when it came to the matter of spices. "The burning of spices really does seem harsh sometimes, though I heard that the benefit of such is that wildlife is less inclined to partake upon it too. For some reason, foods go bad slower as well. I've heard this is why its popular to do this with rice sometimes, especially if it is being stored for long periods. Not so much always the burning spices I guess, as they seem not very plentiful especially compared to rice, but sometimes things which apparently do similar are considered like that. I'm not exactly sure of the details, it was never work I was exposed to, but I did have to consider storage opportunities before when producing plans for a rice enclosure. It came up with that."

She was avoiding considering thoughts of mixing old and new for herself, less worried about matters less concerning to the Empire. She did notice though that he seemed to be avoiding references to anything modern day, like she never even spoke of the Red Lantern or the magistrate from before. Did he not want to speak about the city right now? "Such differences in perspective.. Actually, was it the Ide that turned a scout into an envoy? You have such a refined way with people, some notable social capabilities, not what one might have expected from one who travels away from gatherings of people." She would have expected a scout to be a lonely position, but he was surprisingly socially-capable instead.. To a professional degree. Like an envoy might have been expected, a scout more of the social sort.
Emilee
He let her speak, enjoying listening to others share their knowledge. His senseis and a few shugenja always told him his Water was strong; he supposed that was why he was so happy sharing words with others. Though that had as much to do with nurture as nature.

"Your points are quite astute, Sumire-san. From my perspective, spicy foods are useful for acclimating scouts and diplomats assigned to the Burning Sands." Temujin replied with folded hands. "But being easy to preserve is advantageous as well; scouts may seem self-sufficient, but as a matter of fact, we're keenly aware of the supplies we carry or obtain. So while we may love the wilds, we understand well the importance of what architects like you build: Places which last, which can house people and supplies."

Those words were meant sincerely, and addressed directly to her. Hopefully to help reinforce that their different skills were each welcome.

Her questions about his upbringing, however, brought warmth to his eyes as he nodded with a smile.

"That is kind of you to say, Sumire-san. And in short, yes. Not that my own family was unfriendly, but it was my host and later master who helped shape me."

His hands unfolded, growing more animated in gestures for emphasis.

"To paint some of the picture: Ide Yesugei-sama was a relative of my mother's, and a minor diplomat to the other Clans who would sometimes host their children for politics or goodwill. So I grew up around children from other Clans, in a home which did its best to accommodate them, and an uncle who taught me about etiquette."

That smile turned upwards in one corner into a smirk.

"He didn't neglect our ways, but he *Did* Show me how they met with others. I once complained to him that I might as well be a Crane with all the studies about the proper ways to bow, take meals, and dress, but he only laughed and told me that if that were the case, he'd have me studying five times as much."

That smirk faded into nostalgic fondness. Families in Rokugan could be complicated, with even blood relations viewing each other through the lens of Duty or Honour. But Temujin seemed to be clearly fond of this man.

"Later, after my initial duty as a scout with our armies, Ide-sama requested my service again. From there, I spent five years as his aide and protector," He elaborated. Shaking his head, he confessed "At first, I had the doubts I shared with you: I was a scout. Could I really be useful at court? I mostly knew riding, hunting, and fighting if need be. Was being raised to be polite enough?" 

That confession, spoken with wistful hindsight over doubts past and present, was grounded by the present, and his knowledge of how things turned out.

"But with his direction, I watched carefully and practiced my manners. In foreign courts, I studied the ways of other Clans, and how one should speak with them. I may not have been as learned as he was, but I was an extra pair of eyes and ears, and another mouth who could make a good impression. And as I found over time, the ability to make those connections carefully is vital to a courtier."

A smile both forlorn and amused formed on his lips.

"To be honest, though, even after all that, I still doubted myself, as I shared with you. I doubted if a courtier needed a scout, just as I doubted that an honest man could live in the City of Lies. I think that is a battle I will always face, personally. But at least these days, I find myself with encouragement and proof that it simply means I've adapted to a different kind of wilderness."

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James
The idea that they had distinct approaches to similar things was an idea to consider, but would be saved for moments of solitude thought. In the future, she might even apply this consideration.

When it came to matters of family unfriendliness, this did hint at a subject she was not confident in discussing. It wasn't happy thoughts. His Ide experience however was a merge of the split experiences she herself endured. While it wasn't all happy thoughts, she didn't feel it was fair to exclude all of the details if he was sharing so much.

"My own experience with the Ide came in two portions, two different teachers. My mother's friends knew a person.. Sort of situation. It was how I was sent to the care of my own etiquette teacher, Ide Kaori-sama.. For nearly a decade. When I was properly an adult, I was given to the care of someone she knew. That was Ide Zeshin-sama, whom you said you also had heard of. I've been in his care ever since. Ide Kaori-sama was my own source of etiquette upbringing, a teacher who was more of a guardian given my age at the time. I don't think she has much of a resplendent reputation by being a normal practitioner of etiquette among the Ide, especially in comparison to matters of architecture, so it would make sense if you've never heard of her."

"She's.. That sort of teacher, though. Less an expert, more of a second guardian who can prepare a child for the teachings of Ide. She's where I learned to uphold my respects for Rokugani traditions. There.. Was a lot of lessons to learn there too.. All the time. But it was thanks to her preparations that I've grown to be capable enough to be Ide Zeshin-sama's apprentice. Saying that, I might have seen things.. Backwards? To be trained to be useful at court, could I do anything so earnest as plan buildings? There was a lot of difference there, buildings aren't the same as people. I too then had my doubts.. But I guess that's the benefit of having a really understanding teacher."
Emilee
Temujin listened to Sumire's more personal experiences in her upbringing. It was hard to believe that she was now volunteering this information after the journey they took to get there. But as he said: a different kind of wilderness.

It seems she was sent early, perhaps her elders recognised she had potential at court. Then she learned under the architect, Ide Zeshin. And like him, trained in one way first, only to be assigned to court later.

"I can see some similarities to my upbringing: raised first as a Shinjo, then learning some Ide ways. Serving as a scout, only to then go to court. Each time, what came before preparing me for what lay ahead."

He wondered about that word, 'understanding'. He could certainly see by now that she clearly doubted herself, especially with regards to Clan traditions of martial skill and nature. She was uncomfy with it still; perhaps in the future she might open up.

"I will admit," He added, "Ide Kaori-sama is not familiar to me, just as my own teachers may be unfamiliar to you. But any master or guardian who can impart the values and skills of school and Clan is to be respected. "

His words were respectful, but also genuine. And he smiled slightly, encouragement in his eyes.

"And true, buildings and people are different, much like scouting and court seem ill-matched. But as I learned, the wisdom behind one's skills can be brought to other fields. Caution and perceptiveness served me well as a diplomat's aide and protector. Likewise, I'm sure you found or will find ways to use your strengths, Sumire-san. After all, anything in life needs a strong foundation, be it a building, an army, or a relationship. As well as the patience to see it through."

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James
She was certainly feeling like she knew him better than she had earlier, especially after all of the previous stories shared. Of course, the familiarity left her sharing in kind, just as she might have drawn comparisons to be self-critical, she also had a strong need to help others. As a result, in combination, becoming comfortable with another just left room for a few more open details. That said, there were still specific details about her time before the Ide where she was still concerned about certain details which she considered harshly, and it would be terrible to discuss with another Shinjo. That was still something she was avoiding mentioning, but it wasn't as if that entailed the entirety of her life so far. There were still other things to discuss, stuff which seemed to work so far.

"Yeah, there was similarities when you consider my two stages of being taught among the Ide. First I was taught to social finesse of a Courtier, then I was taught to be an Architect. It might not seem like the social finesse and the constructive planning of each had much in common, but..." She trailed off, he had already made that point, she was just connecting the commonality. Her statement regarding Ide Zeshin being understanding was also quite genuine, in a sort of laissez-faire way. Her architect teacher however had done wonders with his teaching approach, so he was quite worth respect. Ide Kaori might have been more of a guardian than a teacher, but such a position certainly was one of importance and influence for the Sumire of the time, still a child back then.

"Perception really is a handy thing, seeing things from more than one way and making use of the distinctions to be wiser about circumstances. That's also came up really frequently already within the city. So yes, you're correct. I hope such knowledge will help in your own efforts to scout out new opportunities." She did worry if it was getting a bit late, and if it might be time for her to go soon.
Emilee
"Likewise, Sumire-san. Just as I hope your knowledge will serve you well, be it with buildings or with people. Thoroughly understanding details can most certainly help."

He did understand that this was just their first meeting, and they were just scratching the surface. But the fact that they reached this point of understanding, of opening up, was encouraging.

*Though I imagine in her case, her feelings of isolation come less from the city and more from the Clan.*

But that was a matter for another time, especially after they had to both be pressed to realise what manner of sharing would be helpful. Still, steps taken were progress. And it was progress he could live with, having no problems sharing about himself.

With a mild nod, he looked to his distant kin.

"Well, I suppose I've taken up enough of your time," He suggested with a slight smile and easygoing tone to make it clear it was not an attack. "But thank you for meeting with me to catch up, Sumire-san."

A brief, respectful bow followed, and Temujin rose again.

"Perhaps we can do this again some other time. And if I ever need your skills or a listening ear, I'll be sure to ask you," He said, hoping that it would hold as her preferred manner of interaction. "And likewise, I am happy to return the favour."

*Give and take. Reaching an understanding. Ide-sama, I hope you'll let both of us listen.*

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James
She bowed in preparation for her departure. "Thank you for having me, I'm sorry about taking so much of your own time. Your hospitality was an attempt I especially appreciate. I look forward to future attempts in arrangements, here or elsewhere. I think I shall do a lot of practice making maps, feel free to drop by if you have a need for a city map of your own for your work or planning. Also, yes, if you need something else I can offer, do reach out. I'll try to remember to do the same."

She then headed for the door, bowing once more. "Until we meet again. I hope your day treats you well." She made sure to close the door behind her, leaving such a brother to his own accommodations as she returned to her own. This meeting had left her with a lot to reflect upon, plenty for her to consider overtime. It had been a good opportunity for some catch-up with a brother she knew so little about.. But even the tea left her with something to consider.