Sayomi watched on silently as Sabu made his attempt at diplomacy with the many innebriated men in the inn. Alone the Ashigaru would have been an easy matter to take care of but they were in the company of fellow samurai and that complicated things immensely. Bushdio demanded she respect her peers and though they made their best attempts to offend her and her party, she could not stoop to the same level and keep her honor intact – after all they had the excuse of imbibing far too much rice wine.<br/><br/><br/>The tallest and most brash samurai's words stole her away from her thoughts however, Sayomi tilting her head ever so slightly to the left to regard the man. While he was certainly intimidating she did not back down. Instead, the petite woman stood taller, as tall as her height allowed her and kept her hand resting gently on the hilt of her blade. “ If you wear the blade then you know how to defend yourself with it. I am very well trained in its use, Lion-san.” Kakita smiled gently, exposing her teeth for just a moment before  hiding them once more.<br/><br/>“ What of you, Lion-san? Are you so trained?”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>