[ He nods, his eyes still on the water, which finally have the proper sized bubbles in them for him to remove it from the stove and pour it into the tea pot to let the leaves steep. ]

Mm. I understand.

[ The words are quiet, and it seems like he might just leave it at that when he sets the pot down. ]

... I never changed my name, but after my clan was killed, I... eventually tried to cut ties with the past to alleviate the pain. [ A toned down version of events, to the say the least, but it's something. ] I don't know that anything keeps it at bay forever, though.