[Day 3, Mid-Evening] An Evening Meal (OPEN)

[Mirumoto Itsuho]

She nods softly. "I have never seen one, nor any non-human being... but I have read enough stories that it would not surprise me." She looks down at her meal, half gone to herself as she spoke, the other half ferret food. She hadn't really realized she was eating as she spoke, nor that she'd finished. She stood, picking up her plate herself and handing it to Cook.

"Good or bad, it seems it was quite good enough today that I ate too fast... or perhaps my hands fed the two below too fast?" She gave a faint, wispy smile.

[Volsung]

"Oh, I met a Kenku once. Beat it at a game of riddles too." Cook grins, then looks down at the plate. "You'll want to be careful of doing that too often, Mirumoto-sama. Eating too quickly can upset the humors and then your making offerings to the sea, and nobody wants that."

[Mirumoto Itsuho]

She nods a little and gives a slight smile. "Hai, though, from how full I feel... something tells me it is not I that ate too fast, but those two mischief makers that were under the table. I hope that I cause them no illness... though perhaps they could use a lesson in such?"

[Volsung]

Cook chuckled. "Those two could eat anything short of poison, I'm pretty certain they'll be fine, Mirumoto-sama. Thank you for the thought though."

[Mirumoto Itsuho]

She gave a small nod. "Ah, hai, that is good to know. Arigato for the meal, Suifu. I will look forward to many more." She gave the very slightest of bows, the most that was proper for even the most compassionate of samurai to give a simple cook, before she turned and left with a soft smile.

[Volsung]

Cook returns the bow, going much lower. "My pleasure, Mirumoto-sama. I'm sure we'll have plenty more opportunities."