“He wasn’t involved in October, but the Captain likes games.” Phil snarls that last word. He remembers that much from the diner excursion. “Even if the deaths weren’t because of him, that’s probably why he did… this.”

Phil looks at Nobunaga straight as he says that, and the solemn hold he’s had on the sword for the last several hours finally softens. Sorry Ylva, idealistic point stands tho.

“I just want to know,” he grumbles. “We have to do that. We can’t just—so many people died, we have to figure out something, we owe them that much—will he tell us if we vote?”