As her want, Meiwha remained quiet.  Almost a reflective aura about herself.   Letting Hanzo-san be the spokesman.   A slight lifting of her chin, as the gunso responded.<br/><br/>Her nature would bring the flash of innocent smile to the gunso.  From her position a few paces back.  It could not be helped, it was a natural inbred trait of hers.    Making it even more alluring and full of promise. She quickly drop her gaze in what appears to be decorum modesty.<br/><br/>The moment interrupted, then as the large amazonian compatriot of the crab clan.   Moves now from the side of Hanzo-san.  To move along the young scorpion courtier.  It would draw her look for a brief moment.  Then she turned her attention back.   A bath was much needed.  The road had been long and tiresome.  She hoped no further delays would come.