[Jack grimaced inwardly. Her comment about her dislike of tea seemed to show her ignorance of his origin, but he could have shrugged that away as the mistake of a newcomer or stranger. Rifling through his pack, he looked through his assortments of teas he had obtained from a store, wanting to sample those of other nations. The samurai did not care for the sweeter teas, but he wanted to uphold his manners and social poise, especially to someone new. Remember...patience. He pulled out a small package with several samples of a dark crimson tea and went about setting up the tea with the kettle.]

While we wait for the tea to ready, might I ask where you were trying to go? From your exclamation earlier, it would seem obvious that you were not trying to end up here... [He gestured towards the general beginnings of a camp] ...with your rather nice furniture. If you are in need of help, perhaps I can assist you with that endeavor.