oopsie daisy!

"Company would be appreciated" Sayuri began, giggling at his insistence "we shall find a mighty stock of herbs" Together, two were better than one! She would bat her eyes at him if she thought he was an easy target of her flirtation, but she knew his type... Not quite interested in women. The vibe she got from him, and that was fine. Courtesans came in every flavor, even if geisha were strictly female "come, come..." But it didn't stop her from dragging him along.

He would rue the day he asked to assist her! Mischievously, that is. She was not malicious. She had no mean bone in her body - which was a lie. She could be petty, but Beauregard had been kind to her. She would allow him to repay his debt. Sayuri began to walk north, humming to a tune in her skull. "Does one live in Boreas?" she asked the lad, side-glancing at him as he caught up with her.

"Speech"