[A double-edged sword. Hideyoshi thinks no other kind of weapon can compare to the mannerisms of his strategist. A keen mind, an admirable sense of justice, unrelenting motivation...and yet, all of his over his own health.
Hideyoshi's neutral frown lessens into something of a scowl- in his own way.] It is a waste if I deem it as such. But nothing has convinced me otherwise, my friend.
[He turns away, and approaches the side of the bed.]
no subject
Hideyoshi's neutral frown lessens into something of a scowl- in his own way.] It is a waste if I deem it as such. But nothing has convinced me otherwise, my friend.
[He turns away, and approaches the side of the bed.]
...What are you thinking?