Makoto waited politely for Owain to finish speaking, and nodded.

"A tragedy? Forgive me if I do not understand the extent of the tale, but your triumph alongside your old enemy, his heroic sacrifice and his survival, paints me a picture of joy. I should hope that one day my land experiences such a victory that forever ends our troubles."

Could the Empire even function without external strife?

The young samurai smiles again.

"Perhaps we could continue this conversation inside somewhere? I fear I am not yet used to this climate."