Mending clothes... dad, you married me to off a lay samurai... Man vividly imagined himself strangling his father for a moment, before managing to banish such heretical thoughts from his head.
Sigh... oh Hana"That sounds...
interesting." he told her, smiling meekly. "You practise classic painting?" The man wasn't a connoisseur, but was able to recognize the principal styles te artists around the Empire used. His journeys with his father had taught him as much.
"Ah, I like to fish, when given a chance... There is something relaxing at laying down next to a river or lake, rod in your hand. "He explained, mimicking the fishing motions with his hands.
"Oh, and I play flute... though, if you ask Kohana, it sounds more like a cat being overrun by Utaku steed..." Xiao Hua winced, scratching the back of his head as he told her of his hobbies.