[Just as all Masamunes have Katakura radars, all Kojuros have Masamune radars. It's something intrinsic to their genetic makeup or...something, I don't know. The point is that, even if this is someone he does not immediately recognise sitting behind him, he still feels at ease, almost instinctively leans back so that their shoulders meet.

Another Masamune. Different again, and yet still him. That's fine. He's used to having more than one Masamune by now.]

Taming dragons can sometimes only be done with music, my lord. [As can taming the nerves of a dragon's right eye, but he won't speak of that. ...Nor will he hold still, apparently; it's a little stupid, he knows, but he wants to see this new Masamune so that he can learn his face too. Cue scooting around on his knees to get a good look.] ...Forgive this Kojuro for not continuing to play for you right away. I merely...Wanted to know how alike you were, and how different. But your eye is just as steely and full of resolve, so I know that your Kojuro has done well.