[To anyone else, it may been a cause for concern. An expression that could send a shiver down the spine of any sensible individual, that a topic has been broached that ought to have stayed nothing but idle thoughts and nothing more. Thoughts that should be considered, if they must, but had no place in what was an otherwise pleasant conversation.

Yet Nobunaga looks up at him not at all deterred.]

King of Heroes. You ask what it is my heart yearns for, but don't you know?

I possess the heart of a woman who loved her homeland more than anything. Who wanted to end the chaos of her era so that it might all prosper through the unification she sought, without once faltering.

And I possess the heart of a demon who enjoyed every conquest. Every enemy slain, every temple defiled and burned to nothing but ashes.

[She props herself up on one elbow and raises her other hand so that, if he makes no attempt to stop her, she might take hold of the side of his face. A gesture made with care, to align their sight and establish eye contact.

Eyes much like his own, that no human could possess.]

What do you say? We've only just met, but would you care to answer instead? Could I really bring myself to do something like that?