Mmn, [He agrees simply. A tsuguko was... something specific to the Slayer Corps, he was pretty sure, but apprentice was a pretty close equivalent.]

[He... doesn't like to consider himself an expert on loss, but the fact of the matter was he really sort of was. First all but one of his family members, then several of the family he found on his journey to restore his surviving sister. He didn't really think about it very often, probably because it was just... horribly depressing to consider.]

[He's quiet, though, closing his eyes and just sort of breathing in the incense and the atmosphere. Konoha was so nice to be around, she was gentle and kind and he felt safe being honest with her. It wasn't so much that he was dishonest as a rule, but Konoha was much easier to share things with than probably anyone else he'd met in Lunatia.]

...Shinobu-san was the only pillar in the corps who couldn't cut off the heads of demons, but she developed poisons lethal to them. She was unbelievably impressive, and frequently thought incapable because she was so small. [A chuckle, and he smiles warmly at the bromide-- his eyes are a bit glassy, but the smile is genuine.] I know I never wanted to get on her bad side. [It does feel nice to talk about it, he thinks.]