His interest made her smile as much as the memories did, happy that the information stoked Kakashi's curiosity more than it harmed his heart.

"Oh they all did. Business was good in war time you see, people needed a bit of normality and somehow we fit that just right.."

She picked idly at the silk of her kimono, brushing away imaginary dirt as her mind veered away from the 'we' that had slipped out; funny how memories snuck in to ambush you like that.

"Oh but that girl had your father wrapped round a pinky finger before he could blink, not that he was about to complain of course.." A small grin split her face at that thought and she aimed it at Kakashi before returning her gaze to the teapot.

"Dedicated and sharp as a blade. I've no doubt it's where you found your smart mouth from!"