[ Praise has always been a little strange for Keita to accept, but he's in better practice of it now than he ever was at home, and so he smiles just slightly and nods in acknowledgement. ]

I wanted a challenge, I suppose. And it kept me occupied as a young man, before I left home for Tokyo.

[ When he had still been living in Hagi Castle, tormented by the ghosts of his brothers and father and by his cousin's raging temper. Clockwork had been an escape, then; it was within that castle's walls that Keita started forming the idea for Katsu, although the machinery wouldn't come to fruition for many, many years.

After a second, Keita blinks and then turns just slightly as if indicating the doors. ]

Would you like—tea, or something? I've just realized I'm keeping you standing in the middle of a training room.