[ To say that something was up would be a massive understatement. Mitsutada kept that part of his past hidden for very good reasons - because it was not a good past at all. He had been a completely different person in service to the Oda clan; his first memories being the Battle of Okezahama - where he was used to slay countless men and capture Souza in the process. Those were his darkest days, an endless cycle of killing and subjugation, all under the Demon King's orders. And yet, they were also his first days. The pursuit of perfection, of making himself useful - those were both things that Nobunaga demanded of him, and he has never stopped striving since.

The other Odagumi swords never talked about it, which he will be eventually grateful for. No one needs to know.

When Ookurikara relaxes, he does so as well - because as different as they are on the outside, the two of them are still in sync to some extent. That sort of mutual understanding that allowed them to read each other so easily didn't need words to be conveyed.

So he just leans back in his seat as well, assuming a more comfortable position. ]

Yeah. It's like what them humans say, look for the silver lining...? Or something. [ He gestures vaguely with one hand. ] We'll be more prepared next time.

[ He has half a mind to compare killcounts, but then he realizes that his own is pretty vague as well. ]

Seems like we won't just be fighting monsters, though. There're those tin cans around too. We might have to battle them is they go crazy.

[ Meaning the robots. But the way he says it is more of an objective way, like how he gauges a potential duel opponent. If they could find a weakness, then those robots would fall like dominoes. ]