[Jack gave a small smile and gathered up the remnants of the fire makings. With the practice of countless times before, the samurai brought the small ember from the hand-spinning of the reed to life, adding bits of tinder to it until it grew into a rather comfortable campfire. Dusting off his hands, he rose to his feet and withdrew a tea-kettle from his small traveling pack.] Pardon me for asking, but do you have a preference for tea?
[After dealing with the Scotsman and his family, Jack took to asking first before making assumptions. Though, he still did not understand what haggis was.]
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[After dealing with the Scotsman and his family, Jack took to asking first before making assumptions. Though, he still did not understand what haggis was.]