[The smile that crosses Mitsuhide's features for a moment, however, is exactly what one would normally get from him; gentle and kind, tinted with a great deal of respect. Seeing Nobunaga's brief interaction with Deino - and, more especially, the very fleeting display of affection that followed - reminded him of exactly why he had come to admire and follow this man's foolish dreams, many moons ago. This was the Nobunaga who aspired to and inspired great things, the Nobunaga whose motives he did not have to question.

And he had to wonder, how long it would be until he changed again.]

Your desire is mine to follow, my lord. [It only took that one question for Mitsuhide to regain a more serious, determined composure, fitting to a warlord in his position; he had to pledge his allegiance first and foremost, but he also knew better than to leave his master without a proper answer.] However, I fear this land might not be as peaceful as it would seem; there may not be Pokemon to be used as tools of war, yet pieces of weaponry are not an uncommon sight.

[At that, Lapras gives its partner a scared look, to which he responds with a soothing hand on its snout; there were horrible legends in their world, and weapons had long since been banned because of them. Had these people not learned their lesson?]