[ At first, Gracia reacts with apprehension. What does he mean he's not her Father? As she closes the distance between them even more, Gracia's more than certain that this man was indeed, Akechi Mitsuhide. Her beloved Father, the man she idolized, adored...whose dreams she wanted to make a reality.

She steps up to his face and examines him up close, destroying what little was left of his personal space. She hums as she moves her head to the left, then to the right, staring at his features from every possible angle. When she finishes, she steps back and shakes her head. Gracia finds her energy again. She places her hands on her hips and gives him a wonderfully bright smile. Gracia was so happy, she wasn't alone, no she wasn't... ]

Did Father hit his head? Of course you're my Father! Akechi Mitsuhide! And I'm your proud daughter! You must be tired from all the fighting...Ooh, and it's so dark in here too. It's alright, though! Let's just leave and find a safe place to stay.

[ Gracia barely gives him any time to respond. She moves to stand beside him, gently gripping his sleeve for comfort. That's all it is; he just got jolted from everything that's been happening. All the snakes and demons and serpents coming out from the earth, destroying everything in sight...yes, that's exactly it. Gracia cannot assume otherwise. She can't assume that Mitsuhide doesn't know her, that he's from somewhere different. ]