[He chuckles a little.] Please do not think of me as someone who is irresponsible. It had been folly on my part to leave my room when whatever had ensnared me blossomed, but I am someone who does not like to be underprepared. [No, Wriothesley was someone who knew how to bide his time and to have more than a few things up his sleeve. While he would be someone to jump into danger, he was a man who did calculate the risks frequently. Pinocchio did not have to worry about him.

Or he hopes they wouldn't have to.] It would be foolish of me not to care for myself. There are people who rely on me back home that I must return to. So placate your worries, that I will be careful. While I would love to go toe to toe with you in a friendly match, I know the odds stacked against me. [Would he love to fight the other in a nice little spar after feeling what those hands can do? Absolutely. Does he know that in a serious fight for life or death, he would lose?

Absolutely.]

But I will keep note of such a thing. It seems that you seem to understand the concept of safewords without knowing the term. Then I will use Harra Fruit for mine in turn.

[Growing in the hot humid rainforest, it is a fruit with a special spicy aroma. When ground to powder, spices can be made from it. It is the most valued spice plant in Sumeru.

That was what he felt the other might be. A fruit known for its spiciness and the man certainly seemed to have a kick. A well loved and valued spice that works well in tea blends. Mixed with perhaps vanilla or cinnamon, can lead to something sweet like the other can be. Versatile. His tea blends with Harra fruit that he had imported were probably some of his more expensive teas but were worth every Mora and were valuable additions to his collection.]

But please, I asked you to accompany me here to enjoy a good afternoon tea spread, so let us order and we may continue our conversation.