[A silence hung between them, the crackle of the flame and slow boil of the water the only sounds to be heard. The samurai closed his eyes, letting out a soft sigh with a rather calm, albeit blank expression on his face. As he carefully picked up the teapot from the fire, the cool, collected sounding voice broke the silence.]
Before any further questions are inquired upon, let us say it is best that stated simply that these past few day have been indeed most trying. Might I interest you in a cup of tea?