She had looked at him with a confused face. She listened to his origin story. When she had heard that she in the present of a god. She had bowed low onto the ground. Her gentle hands on the ground. Tip to tip her fingers touched on the floor. Her head bowed low towards the ground. But not touching the ground. You can see the back of her neck. Her lotus blossom pin in her hair. Rising from her bow she looked at him. "Japanese tradition value the Gods. They give us luck. They can give us misfortune." Neshita spoke softly. She had watched what he was doing outside. The weather changed. It was odd to her. The storm, he had made it go away.<br/>She lowered her head at the thought of the God leaving the okiya. As a geisha she saw it as good luck to the Okiya. But he saw it as bad luck. She had the thought of telling him to stay. But she had no power to tell a gentleman to do anything. She was the one to do as she was told. A soft knock on the door was the only sound at the moment. "Tea for Mistress Neshita." A voice came from the person knocking. Neshita got up received the tray of tea and tea cakes. There was four tea cakes on a plate. She poured him tea. It was custom to not pour your own drink so she didn't pour herself any. She took a tea cake. Taking a small bite.