[ Ben shakes his head but the equally polite smile on his face warms with some subtle affection. Though he hasn't known the other man for long, he does think quite highly of him. ]
Well, the good Doctor likely credits me far more than I deserve.
[ He unwinds himself from position, dropping down to his feet from his perch. Even through the cold, Ben can still make out the pleasant smells coming from the basket. They don't smell much like anything he's had for a long time, and there are things he doesn't recognize either.
But then — food for a lowly Tatooine butcher was scarce and not so much about the taste anyway, and before that the Jedi were never about having more than what was necessary either.
All this to say that the basket of goods is quite enticing. ]
Certainly. Far be it from me to refuse such an offer, Lady Unohana.
Please, call me Retsu. Or Doctor, if your preference lies in using a title.
（ only the nobles in seireitei tend to insist upon such things. she watched most of them come up from their swaddling clothing, and has little claim to such a thing herself. ）
We can partake on the rocks if it pleases you. I don't mind the chill.
[ And since she volunteered her name before her title, he goes with that. He bows his head slightly, politely. ]
Retsu.
[ All things considered, it's not a bad pronunciation of her name either. Such is the way of having a malleable enough tongue for languages beyond just galactic Basic. ]
And most certainly. [ He'll offer to take the basket to set on said rocks, allowing her to settle any which way she likes before he joins her. ] I must admit, I'm curious about what you've brought. Food for me back home has never been all too exciting, but ever since I've arrived here I've seen and tasted things I couldn't even imagine.
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Well, the good Doctor likely credits me far more than I deserve.
[ He unwinds himself from position, dropping down to his feet from his perch. Even through the cold, Ben can still make out the pleasant smells coming from the basket. They don't smell much like anything he's had for a long time, and there are things he doesn't recognize either.
But then — food for a lowly Tatooine butcher was scarce and not so much about the taste anyway, and before that the Jedi were never about having more than what was necessary either.
All this to say that the basket of goods is quite enticing. ]
Certainly. Far be it from me to refuse such an offer, Lady Unohana.
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Please, call me Retsu. Or Doctor, if your preference lies in using a title.
（ only the nobles in seireitei tend to insist upon such things. she watched most of them come up from their swaddling clothing, and has little claim to such a thing herself. ）
We can partake on the rocks if it pleases you. I don't mind the chill.
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[ And since she volunteered her name before her title, he goes with that. He bows his head slightly, politely. ]
Retsu.
[ All things considered, it's not a bad pronunciation of her name either. Such is the way of having a malleable enough tongue for languages beyond just galactic Basic. ]
And most certainly. [ He'll offer to take the basket to set on said rocks, allowing her to settle any which way she likes before he joins her. ] I must admit, I'm curious about what you've brought. Food for me back home has never been all too exciting, but ever since I've arrived here I've seen and tasted things I couldn't even imagine.