[The question manages to shock a small smile out of Leo, because...that suspicion? Yeah, that's something he's a little more familiar with. He shifts his balance between his feet, musing over how to respond.]
[...funny how his own fears were echoed right back at him, when he thinks about it. And Leo knows: sometimes it takes trust to make trust.]
[He shifts back a respectful distance, then drops to his knees in a formal kneeling position. He loosens the strap holding his twin katana, pulling both sheaths from the leather strip tying them into their X-cross shape - and then he takes them and sets them on his right side, the sheathed blades facing in. Difficult to reach and nearly impossible to draw before your enemy; a classic gesture of friendly intention among traditional samurai. Then he leans forward into a bow.]
I mean you no harm. I swear this on my honor.
[If this Raph's Leo is anything like he is...or if he has a sensei who ingrained Bushido into them just as deeply, maybe this will get through to him.]
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[...funny how his own fears were echoed right back at him, when he thinks about it. And Leo knows: sometimes it takes trust to make trust.]
[He shifts back a respectful distance, then drops to his knees in a formal kneeling position. He loosens the strap holding his twin katana, pulling both sheaths from the leather strip tying them into their X-cross shape - and then he takes them and sets them on his right side, the sheathed blades facing in. Difficult to reach and nearly impossible to draw before your enemy; a classic gesture of friendly intention among traditional samurai. Then he leans forward into a bow.]
I mean you no harm. I swear this on my honor.
[If this Raph's Leo is anything like he is...or if he has a sensei who ingrained Bushido into them just as deeply, maybe this will get through to him.]