[It certainly is precious--precious especially because Yusuke had loved his home city enough to draw it, to make sketches of all the little things he loved. But ah, for Ianchus, it's all the more reason to share it. He's not the kind that keeps beloved things a secret. Ah, most beloved things.]

I appreciate your advice. And your expertise. [Especially from a noble.]
I wonder what my family would be, ah. Trees, perhaps. Laurels, or oaks. Deep-rooted, casting a long shadow, seeds flowing to the ocean to spread through the seas. [He likes that.]