I can't so much as get him to drink water on the best of days.

[Motochika frowns a little and scratches at his head. Mitsunari seems to be allergic to fun. Well, to anything that might brighten up his day a little. After their argument the day the little metal birds appeared, they've been keeping their distance from each other and Motochika isn't terribly happy about it. He doesn't like problems he can't fix. He doesn't want to admit such a thing exists.]

I can't imagine himself showing his face in a place such as this.