[Takatora sighs heavily at that realization, leaning back again and crossing his arms in front of his chest.]

You're right. ... I'm sorry. I feel as though I don't know anything about you sometimes, either. [He smiles again, a bit sadly this time.] If there's ever anything you want to know about me, I'll do what I can to be fully honest with you.

[Granted, there's a few things he really hopes Mitsuzane doesn't ask of him, but he won't even hint at those. Like his history with Ryouma.]

As far as subjects... Mm. Music was a passion of mine for a long time, I think you were too young to remember. I enjoyed history very much, the idea of learning about other civilizations... [And then he'd learned about Helheim and regretted any moment he'd ever dreamed of being a famous researcher as a child.]

English was enjoyable, after I gave my interest time to develop. [He'd been forced into cramming as much English knowledge as possible in a very short amount of time, thanks to their father. He clears his throat, hesitating before the last one.] ... and archery.