[To say the Matoba didn't have at least a little taste for flaunting would be disingenuous, but it was a learned behavior. Matoba Seiji lived his life like an ascetic and then turned around and threw parties at the clan's 3rd or 4th largest manor because it was the one he felt like at the time of the next meeting. It was simply another of the many social cues he'd been raised with; but he felt that maybe Ryouma understood that sort of thing, given what he'd paid out for them all to take over Konoha an occasion or two.]
[He lowers his bow after a moment and turns to regard the other man. He certainly looked less harried. His shiki weaves across the lawn with two arrows in two and Matoba takes them, clutching them in a single hand with his bow, and bows.]
Ah, our good doctor... The clinic was surely busy during that time. I hope the staff will have an opportunity now to rest. [Even Matoba had been dumped off there at one point or another by a cheeky teenager... Well, he probably deserved it, for the trouble he'd put him through. He had to fix up the wards there anyway, so it was just as well.]
[Looking out across the lawn, his gaze lifts from the makeshift target range to the rest of the temple grounds. Things had mostly returned to normal within the clan. At least the Daitengu was only stuck in the hospital now, rather than leaving leadership squawking and panicking.]
All I needed was a good rest myself, really. Honestly, I was quite worried that you would be dragged into a worse state as things went on... You are far from the only one I spoke to succumbing to the influence of the cursed energy. [Is it Ryouma's imagination, or does Matoba seem a tad put-upon? There's a story there.] So I am glad to see that you have bounced back so well. Being a spirit seems very troublesome.
[He chuckles. A little recklessly rude but overall harmless; that was just how Matoba rolled.]
...I would say things are quiet, but that would imply that there are not interesting things to hear. You are familiar with Haniyasu-no-kami, Sakamoto-san?
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[He lowers his bow after a moment and turns to regard the other man. He certainly looked less harried. His shiki weaves across the lawn with two arrows in two and Matoba takes them, clutching them in a single hand with his bow, and bows.]
Ah, our good doctor... The clinic was surely busy during that time. I hope the staff will have an opportunity now to rest. [Even Matoba had been dumped off there at one point or another by a cheeky teenager... Well, he probably deserved it, for the trouble he'd put him through. He had to fix up the wards there anyway, so it was just as well.]
[Looking out across the lawn, his gaze lifts from the makeshift target range to the rest of the temple grounds. Things had mostly returned to normal within the clan. At least the Daitengu was only stuck in the hospital now, rather than leaving leadership squawking and panicking.]
All I needed was a good rest myself, really. Honestly, I was quite worried that you would be dragged into a worse state as things went on... You are far from the only one I spoke to succumbing to the influence of the cursed energy. [Is it Ryouma's imagination, or does Matoba seem a tad put-upon? There's a story there.] So I am glad to see that you have bounced back so well. Being a spirit seems very troublesome.
[He chuckles. A little recklessly rude but overall harmless; that was just how Matoba rolled.]
...I would say things are quiet, but that would imply that there are not interesting things to hear. You are familiar with Haniyasu-no-kami, Sakamoto-san?