It was clear that the man did not wish to talk, but talk he did, and Kexin's ears angled toward him in turn. The interaction was an odd one, the grief in the air palpable.

Osamu. A name that sounded familiar and yet slightly foreign as well. Rounded and soft around the edges, unlike this man, who had clearly lived a difficult life.

Before she could respond, another set of paw steps approached, and Kexin fought the urge to roll her eyes at Rihe's barbed tone. They had yet to claim this land, and there was no need to cause any strife between Tianlong and these people.

Sparing the younger woman a brief glance, the healer supposed it was only polite to acknowledge her, even if she might have been too sharp for the situation. "How wonderful it is to learn new things," she said with a polite smile of her own. There was no malice in her words - only her typical gentle, level tone. After, Kexin turned her attention back to Osamu, dipping her head in a bow of her own.

"I am Hua Kexin of Tianlong. Thank you for your hospitality," she said, hoping to echo Yue's disarming tone in her own. She could not speak for the Emperor and Empress, but she could certainly speak for herself. "I apologize for interrupting your night, but you looked pained, and I could not in good faith leave you without at least checking to make sure you weren't injured."