[... Mitsuhide, I hope you realize that over fifty percent of the time you get into those tight spots all by yourself. You're very lucky that Ranmaru isn't around right now, because that joke is exactly the sort of thing he'd at the very least give you a murderous look for because what are you implying, wharrgarbl.

But Nobunaga isn't the sort to take offense at that.]

We have too little time in this realm to spend it gazing idly into the depths of our souls, foolishly trying to keep our true desires at bay.

[It's one of the things he's been trying to teach Mitsuhide. He takes a step back, his eyes fixed on Mitsuhide, then on Zweilous, then on Mitsuhide again. Both of them shall learn soon enough...

... And then Nobunaga's mood seems to change again. He smirks at Mitsuhide, tilting his head in the direction of the camp's teahouse.]

Let's go celebrate, Mitsuhide.