Tatsuki smiles warmly at the innkeeper, however he's not sure the youth catches it as his attention is taken by the new guests. They are a little loud at first but as the newly married young man passes his table the shinigami holds a finger over his lips when the man glances his way. He swats at the others, telling them to quiet down before throwing Tatsuki a wink. [i]'They are good kids, just a little over excited I think. He looks them over, noticing they all have already changed into their kimono, some of them have even almost got them tied right. He chuckles aloud, shaking his head as they all shove their sleeves up to eat.

As the girl picks up an apple bunny, giggling over the cuteness of it, Tatsuki reads them. Just a surface impression for now, and he smiles wider. [i]'I was right, they are glad to have something they recognize after their long trip'[/i] He lets out a sigh, his gaze wandering over the rest of the inn's occupants present before once more falling on Shigetoshi. His brows furrow however as he notices a blush tinting the young man's cheeks and he tilts his head tot he side, curious. However even as the questions begin tumbling through his mind he stops them. [i]'For now, I will let such things be. If has cause to blush, I will let him bring it up with me, I will not ask'[/i] As the innkeeper goes about his duties Tatsuki begins munching on an apple bunny, the peanut butter bringing out the flavor like nothing else can.

His eyes wander over to the plate beside his and just as he's beginning to wonder if Shigetoshi plans to have anyone sit next to him, perhaps trying to set him up with one of the sisters as an act of good faith, the object of his many thoughts recently is there. His eyes slide up, slow and calm, until at last he's looking up into the youth's eyes. He had picked up a second bunny to munch on and having just put the tip of the bunny's nose in his mouth he cuts a rather cute figure as he looks up at Shigetoshi curiously. Without a word he nods and smiles, tilting his head to the side to signal for him to take a seat before finally biting into his apple. 

Shifting to make sure the young man has plenty of room he smiles at him once more and scoops up some peanut butter so he can finish his apple off quickly. He decides to stay quiet for now, save to whisper softly, “I do hope you do not mind my intrusion on your kitchen without telling you.” He smile becomes a 'forgive me?' smile as he adds, “I also pray you enjoy your meal. . .”