[ Yukimura's eyes go wide at the sight he's treated to. The expanse of the town, and the beautiful hues of the clouds... he feels as if what he's seeing right now is a world unto itself. A hidden realm revealed to only a select few.

Yukimura sits on one of the cushions in a nearly reverent manner. ]

Silk...?

[ A man of culture indeed. He knows that Masamune's tastes are expensive, but he's so awestruck that even a luxury he would expect of Masamune has a kind of mystical quality to it. ]

This view, Lord Masamune! It stirs something within my soul... as if it were the heavens themselves before me!