[Konoha is all smiles when he takes the sweet red bean soup, generously topped with a dollop of grilled rice cake. It gives her a chance to take a bite, too, cheeks full and chewing as she settles in to listen, no idea whatsoever what it might be...
Oh! About Naoto?
Normally, Konoha would have no idea whatsoever about what could be significant about a pair of rings exchanged between lovers. That certainly wasn't any part of wedding culture in the early 1600's that she knew about. But conversations with a certain wolf-keeping man who'd recently left Lunatia and existed now only as a bromide photo she gave offerings of rice and sake to each morning give her an idea that rings could mean...
A lot. Apparently.
Enough that she pauses mid-chew, blinking in surprise to speak around her full mouth.]
Isn't that how some humans get married?
[Okay, so she didn't fully get the tradition, but.]
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Oh! About Naoto?
Normally, Konoha would have no idea whatsoever about what could be significant about a pair of rings exchanged between lovers. That certainly wasn't any part of wedding culture in the early 1600's that she knew about. But conversations with a certain wolf-keeping man who'd recently left Lunatia and existed now only as a bromide photo she gave offerings of rice and sake to each morning give her an idea that rings could mean...
A lot. Apparently.
Enough that she pauses mid-chew, blinking in surprise to speak around her full mouth.]
Isn't that how some humans get married?
[Okay, so she didn't fully get the tradition, but.]