[He turns away from Tarrlok out of courtesy, glancing at him over his shoulder as he rakes his fingers through his conditioned hair. The smell is growing on him though.]

I can safely say I have never been in a situation quite like this one. [Hanzo means with the plants and being in a strange place without warning. Not the washing himself in the same room as a perfect stranger. That part is not so unusual.]

Tarrlok? What kind of place do you come from?