the house / a heartbeat

Hattori regarded the woman again, thinking she seemed harmless enough. Not incapable of defending herself, but rather he did not think she would try to drown him should he accept her offer. He made a noise in his throat, just to acknowledge her offer before he shifted a little, sitting a little less upright, allowing the warm water to ease his shoulder. The old injury liked to make itself known from time to time, a reminder of past mistakes and what he'd needed to do to survive. Everyone had been there, he supposed, no one escaped unscathed forever.

"There is room." Which was to say he didn't mind, he wasn't entirely made of social stuff, but he recognised that this was free land. He couldn't throw a tantrum like a man child and deny her, not that he would anyway. "What is boneset for?" He asked instead, knowing nothing about plants and their medicinal uses.