"Me too," Ashiko nodded. "I mean...well, I've had offers—proper ones—but never the time or interest to really pursue things like that." Not every man was the type of trash that had to be physically taken care of, naturally, and there had been a select number of sweet and respectful men that had tried their luck with her. Her largely nomadic habits and focused priorities had dashed their hopes solidly.

Between the sake, the fact that she was fairly certain she was speaking with a ninja, and the fact that at home she couldn't go five feet without bumping into a ninja, the thought of a samurai had never entered her mind. Especially since famously 'honor-bound' young men, no matter how noble, were a match set up for failure given her master's flexible morality. "Burly?" She wrinkled her nose in amusement. "I'm not sure that's quite my type, but thank you for the thoughtfulness; it's sweet. I can take care of myself, though."