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He did use to do stretching exercises every morning along Ashen's beaches, but ever since his life had switched paths he hadn't quite gotten around to picking that routine back up. Hattori did understand the importance of it and nodded in agreement, thinking that in the grand scheme of things it was a minor sacrifice to make. He figured that since she was his medic, he ought to fill her in with a brief snippet of family history, it was important information after all and may help with aiding whatever treatments he might need in the future.

"As far as I am aware my family does not have a history of ailments that come with age. " No doubt due to the very selective breeding his lineage had followed, choosing the best traits and casting aside the worst. And his sire, distasteful man that he is and was did make a point of beating out the bad.

He thought on her question for a moment, he was quite picky about how he liked his tea. Tenshi made it to his tastes, would Kiriko follow suit?

"A slight hint of bitterness, but not overly sweet. " Hattori was not a man with a sweet tooth, even honey made him grimace a little.