[ it's okay, tsurumaru's canon is basically the fight against really bad historical fanfiction so he's got the fanfiction aspect covered, promise. that being said, he actually isn't too surprised by the return fire-- he'd seen a bit of that backbone back when they were flipping over robots -- but he lets himself be surprised anyway, because there's nothing quite as fun as going into a situation without any preconceived notions and getting a pleasant surprise out of it. ]

Well, well. [ and tsurumaru would normally tease back, but he's going to be entirely honest here-- he had no idea about that whole flowers shtick. didn't people just give other people swords when political arrangements (affairs) happened? he'd only ever seen flowers given at funerals, but hey, who is he to tell a human how to do human things. as always, he'll just roll with it.

so while he doesn't have any real flowers on him, he does have golden flower tassels draping from his overly elaborate kimono. he takes one off, re-braids the end, and then, reaches over to tuck the flower tassel nonchalantly behind kaoru's ear. ]

There. Consider that a promise for more flowers later. [ as if courtesy is something that you can put on your tab, but apparently tsurumaru is inclined to begin keeping the world's longest tab. ] Anyway, as you can see, I prefer my version of the story, illicit affair and all, hence why there is no reason to ask. It seems to me it'd be more interesting than the real one.

[ a twinkle in his eyes, which should be apparent even in ass lighting. ] Now, shall we go?