[Drinks! A small price to pay for this tantalizing (for Nobuanga, clearly it's a drag for her, luckily... he doesn't care) conversation!]
[He's about to dash over there--]
[But balks when she says he should lose some of the armor.]
[He wants to ask if she's completely insane.]
[They've just been kidnapped, taken to the North Atlantic by... wormhole? It had to be, if it was on the other side of the world, right? And there's so much new technology here, clearly she's comfortable with it, but time traveled? Like Mai. Had to be a reverse wormhole -- how strange then that it took him not Mai...]
[And now she wants him to lower his defenses even MORE?]
[His arbitrary puny defenses, but one of his last ditch resorts to not die?]
[He'd set out "this morning" with the aim of springing an assassination attempt trap.]
[You do that by appearing vulnerable.]
[... Yeah, but... also... the plan was to have Hideyoshi and a bunch of the others secretly waiting at the bath house to spring the trap with him when the assassins showed themselves. Here, it's just him.]
[Still...]
[He bows stiffly.] My apologies great lady, your enthusiasm is infectious.
[It's a joke... but he does go get her another of those drinks, and for himself the most foreign exotic weird drink he could find on the menu. It's blue. It's FOAMY! With... ICE SLUSHY?!?! It has pineapple and coconut and vodka, and whatever the hell blue curacao is, and Nobunaga's eyes are as wide as saucers again as he comes back, and after handing her the drink...]
[Literally...]
[Sits on his heels with his head bowed, like an attendant waiting royalty, or a student awaiting a teacher's instruction.]
[But he does... Unbuckle the breastplate, and reveal the extremely bandaged chest underneath.]
[She can't possibly understand how rare this is for him. He doesn't do respectful. He doesn't do polite. He doesn't do... sieza as a matter of fact. WELL, not normally, anyway. He was incredibly unruly with his tutors, outraging them in every way imaginable, and many unimaginable.]
[But he really really wants to learn. Which is why he's keeping most of (at least SOME of...) his Demon King nonsense to himself.]
[Although it's not going to stop him from almost inhaling that drink.]
[Which, as you know, is a huge mistake.]
Ow... [Hand to head...] What is this piercing pain as though struck by an arrow? [Hand to sword hilt.] Show thyself!
[Yeah. Yeah. Dumbass here just gave himself a brain freeze.]
[Sorry April, you didn't sign up for this shit, but even here, there's no escaping morons, it would seem.]
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[He's about to dash over there--]
[But balks when she says he should lose some of the armor.]
[He wants to ask if she's completely insane.]
[They've just been kidnapped, taken to the North Atlantic by... wormhole? It had to be, if it was on the other side of the world, right? And there's so much new technology here, clearly she's comfortable with it, but time traveled? Like Mai. Had to be a reverse wormhole -- how strange then that it took him not Mai...]
[And now she wants him to lower his defenses even MORE?]
[His arbitrary puny defenses, but one of his last ditch resorts to not die?]
[He'd set out "this morning" with the aim of springing an assassination attempt trap.]
[You do that by appearing vulnerable.]
[... Yeah, but... also... the plan was to have Hideyoshi and a bunch of the others secretly waiting at the bath house to spring the trap with him when the assassins showed themselves. Here, it's just him.]
[Still...]
[He bows stiffly.] My apologies great lady, your enthusiasm is infectious.
[It's a joke... but he does go get her another of those drinks, and for himself the most foreign exotic weird drink he could find on the menu. It's blue. It's FOAMY! With... ICE SLUSHY?!?! It has pineapple and coconut and vodka, and whatever the hell blue curacao is, and Nobunaga's eyes are as wide as saucers again as he comes back, and after handing her the drink...]
[Literally...]
[Sits on his heels with his head bowed, like an attendant waiting royalty, or a student awaiting a teacher's instruction.]
[But he does... Unbuckle the breastplate, and reveal the extremely bandaged chest underneath.]
[She can't possibly understand how rare this is for him. He doesn't do respectful. He doesn't do polite. He doesn't do... sieza as a matter of fact. WELL, not normally, anyway. He was incredibly unruly with his tutors, outraging them in every way imaginable, and many unimaginable.]
[But he really really wants to learn. Which is why he's keeping most of (at least SOME of...) his Demon King nonsense to himself.]
[Although it's not going to stop him from almost inhaling that drink.]
[Which, as you know, is a huge mistake.]
Ow... [Hand to head...] What is this piercing pain as though struck by an arrow? [Hand to sword hilt.] Show thyself!
[Yeah. Yeah. Dumbass here just gave himself a brain freeze.]
[Sorry April, you didn't sign up for this shit, but even here, there's no escaping morons, it would seem.]