[ As soon as the kettle is on, Kisame turns to face Ephemera once again. He doesn't fold his arms or fiddle with anything as he thinks; he remains deliberately still. ]

It might be difficult to explain… I don't know how familiar you are with small settlements. Where I'm from, people often have to travel to other villages if they want to eat certain foods, for example. Or if they want to gamble, or see different types of art…

[ Or hire shinobi from other villages — but he doesn't say that. ]

I don't work directly with horses often. But they have distinct personalities. They're prey animals, so they're usually wary around me. [ He smiles again, apparently unbothered. ] They smell quite good, though, and they're very warm.

[ He pauses, considering Ephemera for a moment, then asks, ]

I could try showing you if you'd like…?

[ He needs to figure out how this 'memory sharing' works so that he can avoid doing so accidentally. He knows far too much sensitive information, and he'd rather avoid having to murder someone — not because he cares about killing, but because of the attention it would bring. ]