Sayuri chuckled slightly, feeling a bit special to know Kenshin for who he truly was, and not the outer image he seemed to give off while they were out and about. He was far from bumbling and truth be told, she'd stopped thinking of him as a slave long ago, but she wondered how he felt on that.
"You are. It makes me happy to enjoy something so special with you. It does make me miss Japan though." At his question, she shook her head. "I can't think of anything you can do to improve there. What about me? Am I graceful enough while adhering to tradition?"