Momijigari

Hattori had never been the sort of man to pry too far, to stick his muzzle where it did not belong. She had laid the path to his question and thus it felt like a fair one to ask, not overstepping any boundaries that would put the Nomad's livelihood at risk. It seemed as though the band was out to simply live up to the nature of its name, roaming and gathering goods instead of raiding as most seemed to do. Perhaps at some point it would be pertinent to make contact with their leader, see if there would be anything to be gained from setting up a network of sorts.

Any and all attempts at subtle flirting went over Hattori's head, he didn't even note the way her lips curled up in a smile or even take the time to note she was pretty. He had his wife, why would his gaze wander? Instead, he shifted a little, not really sure what she was getting at.

"I suppose."