[ In part, it makes sense - that telling. It's something Arjuna believes so himself, from the very moment they have come across. He is no Shuten-Douji or Katsushika Hokusai, both who seem to be so very fond of the beauty in things, but he is a man fond of the arts, who knows when and how to appreciate them. Mikazuki had been no exception. ]

I suppose so, but I am sure that regardless whether one has an eye for art, beauty or craft, they'd be able to reach the same conclusion. [ It's hard to imagine there's someone out there who wouldn't think so, is all.

Despite being seated, Arjuna bows with a hand on his chest. His posture is straight enough for such a thing to come naturally and almost too perfectly. ] I am Arjuna, one of India's greatest archers, son of the God of Thunder Indra. It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance.