As long as it ain't "I bought a really cool ninja costume on the internet and went to a dojo run by some American dude for three weeks and now I'm a ninja," maybe I won't come and punch you in the face for making a mockery of my entire way of life.

[He sets his comm against the arm of the couch he's sitting at in one of the common rooms and crosses his arms.]

I grew up mostly in New Jersey but it was still at an enclave that'd branched off from the main clans. Same traditions, same code, same training, same skills passed down, and we were all from Japan or descended from people who were.