[There's confusion on his face for a second; Masamune himself has a monocle for reading finer print, and with the Christian Xavist missionaries becoming more and more popular, seeing Westerners isn't so uncommon these days.

Then again, they aren't quite as dry as Daria is. Maybe that's it. The point is that it washes away soon enough, swiftly replaced by the tips of his ears starting to burn and a rather sheepish sort of defeat.]

...To say that persistence and dedication are not their own talents would be a lie, I suppose. And...Someone had to learn how to play for my lord. He's rather fond of dancing, so it was a natural matter that one of his retainers take up an instrument. If there is any talent past my pigheadedness, then I am only too glad to claim it.

Do you enjoy the arts, Miss-- no, a ridiculous question. Everyone does, to a degree. Do you participate would be more apt. Instrumental or no. You strike me as the sort who...Has the soul for it. Thoughtful, inquisitive, a song of your own creation.