Haru sits down, and upon mentioning the issue of the name, stiffens his grip on his staff. Relaxing a little, seemingly slightly more laid-back than usual, and takes out some papers, speaking nonchalantly as he does so. "Of course that's out of the question, you know we discussed this last time we met and keeping your clan name is preposterous, the Council would never allow such a thing. Now, if that's out of the way, let me jog your memory on the deal. We agreed that we would take your clan in if you followed our rules, ditched the name, and, of course, if your sister Felicita would marry one of the Council members of our choosing, to create a blood tie between the village. Now, if this is all you needed to discuss, let's get on with signing the agreement. Unless, of course, you're backing out?" He stands, still holding onto the paper, waiting for an answer, and though you can't see much under his robe, you could almost feel as if he was smirking under there.