fancy some matcha?

He smirked slightly as Hattori mentioned that someone was likely in their quarters from the sounds that came from deeper within the palace. He glanced up as another clatter reached them, chuckling softly as he imagined what trouble they might be getting into. If he had to guess from the way Hattori's nose wrinkled at the ruckus he had to assume the Shogun wasn't particularly fond of the "mess" his son was making - only guessing that it was probably Kotori from the fact that his other children seemed to be more reserved than the boy. At the very least he couldn't imagine Ike or Iki causing such a fuss. He hadn't interacted with Takeshi or Kitsune much as of yet, but hadn't heard of them causing many problems. He found everything the pups did very endearing, but he knew not everyone had a love of that childlike energy that he had.

Plague shifted his gaze back toward Hattori as one of the dogs appeared to deliver a tea set to him and he watched curiously as the larger male seemed to examine one of the bowls and its contents, tapping on the side of it. He gave a small shake of his head when Hattori asked him if he had ever tried matcha before, even the name of it unfamiliar to him. "No, I haven't. I haven't dabbled with tea much." He gave the steaming kettle another curious glance before adding, "Do you mind if I join you?" He waited for Hattori to invite him to join before he crossed the room toward him, settling on the furs near him. "How is it made?" he asked, always eager to learn something new.

Plague | Viridis | Procella