[Mitsunari addresses him as he draws away from the fountain, affording him what is meant to be just a quick glance in his direction. What actually happens is his gaze locks onto Motochika's as though transfixed by the mere sight of him. Not a bad kind of transfixed, either. What was that about distractions, again? A couple seconds of this and Mitsunari appears to come to his senses by breaking the stare.]
...I will inform you immediately when I've found it.
[Or maybe he hasn't. That sounded kind of deferential; the kind of tone reserved for a very select few people.]
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[Mitsunari addresses him as he draws away from the fountain, affording him what is meant to be just a quick glance in his direction. What actually happens is his gaze locks onto Motochika's as though transfixed by the mere sight of him. Not a bad kind of transfixed, either. What was that about distractions, again? A couple seconds of this and Mitsunari appears to come to his senses by breaking the stare.]
...I will inform you immediately when I've found it.
[Or maybe he hasn't. That sounded kind of deferential; the kind of tone reserved for a very select few people.]