Iuchi Dong-Ha wrote:"Some of the stories on how some of the clans treat their heimin... bothers me." Dong-Ha admitted. "I guess it's because we never had any land... so most of the heimin travelling with feel more like comrades rather than someone working for you. I know many were adopted by the samurai during the Dark Ride." Many of the heimin had proven their bravery during those dark years. "They serve a different role in the clan, but I wouldn't think them as lesser men." Dong-Ha's views were shared by many who owed their lives to the efforts of the commoners.
"Even if that was true, I'd still take a foxwife. Samurai is only as good as his.. or her word. If I promise to be true to my wife, I intent to keep that oath." he sounded rather serious in his conviction as his dark eyes rested on Tomoe's features. "Love... love is a tricky thing..." Now Dong-Ha was flustering again. "I think it is bit like a foal. It needs tender care... or it will be never do any good." Feeling bit ashamed, the young man dropped his gaze down.
"Some clans are crueller than others. Some are kinder. The Sparrow Clan, one of the minor ones, are said to work side by side with their heimin and care for them greatly," Tomoe answered. She liked to think that her own clan got along well with their heimin, considering how low their numbers were. They couldn't really afford to not be kind to their heimin.
"Hai... love is tricky," she agreed with a rather thoughtful expression. "It's lauded as a blessing, but there are many stories where people do bad things for love."
She wondered how she really felt about it all. Would she come to love her husband, whoever it would be, because it didn't seem likely she would get to choose... or would she be in a sad marriage with no love? She liked Yuuru, but did she even love him?
"... Can you tell me of the Dark Ride?" she asked after a few moments of silence.