Ide Sabu bowed low, almost bringing his forehead to touch the floor before Isawa Kiriko. He counted three breaths, then raised himself back to a kneeling position, shifting once to find a comfortable spot on the soft pad that had been offered by servants prior to the meeting. He could feel his skin growing warm and hot, as it had been in the softer cloth of the colonies long enough that the rokugani proper silk felt heavy and confining. He hoped that no one noticed the brief moments of discomfort.<br/><br/>"I simply am not worthy of such an honor, Isawa-sama."<br/><br/>Ide Sabu kept his head low as he made his first refusal as per tradition. He had studied the rules of Etiquette for most of his growing life and was very careful to maintain such in such honorable locale. He simply waited for the requisite sincerity to show through repeated offers and listened close to his new companions.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>