Nobunaga moves his assessment of Pratt's pain tolerance on a slider in his head to an extreme direction, closer to where it is on his Klaus scale, with a few little red warning flags for Oda himself because wow, that too was something of an addiction and incredibly dangerous for someone like him.
"There's a difference between torture and --"
Oh. He shouldn't talk about that out loud.
Yeah. No.
Nobunaga's court fan comes out, out of habit, cooling his heated head. Distraction action.
It's extremely hard not to think of Mitsuhide then, torture and how useful and needed Mitsuhide was, and Nobunaga snaps the fan shut, back up the sleeve, stretching both arms above his head and behind his back.
As with Mitsuhide, no torturing Pratt, he needs them perfectly unbroken and functional, and the world was too intent on breaking them as often as possible anyway.
He rolls his head on his neck without touching it focuses back on cleaning. It's easier. And he needs the motion to just yeet all the thoughts in his head so he can figure out which ones were even worth examining for a second!
"Basic bare minimums, samurai. Anyone would get addicted to feeling invincible." Wasn't Nobunaga? Almost definitely. He was paranoid, sure, but every failed assassination attempt increased that. It's all very memento mori vs. Jade Emperor and Buddhist shit.
"Rather than invincible, immortal, remember to be human." EASIER SAID THAN DONE. Nobunaga... couldn't. Literally couldn't. Struggled so deeply with it, that it was why he was here cleaning. And indeed he knocks the stick side of the mop to the wall to make an obvious sound of demonstration. Hahaha DEMONS-stration. No no, that's another useless thought.
"An immortal... doesn't do things like dig for treasure," a nod. "Or for others. They forget to share their peaches with anyone they consider lesser than them." Don't ask. It's a Wukong thing. Heavily filtered through Nobunaga lens. "They don't see the point in living at all, because to them it's just that interim between the high of dying. Like life is punishment instead of something to seize and enjoy. So you must focus on what you enjoy. Sometimes that's hard. When you're in hell. When a broken society says you mustn't. Or the suffering of those around you seems like you'll be insulting their pain. In those moments, you must become so clever you can figure out how to help them through their pain. This, I know to be true, because it's not even unique to Japan, but for all the world in my time."
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"There's a difference between torture and --"
Oh. He shouldn't talk about that out loud.
Yeah. No.
Nobunaga's court fan comes out, out of habit, cooling his heated head. Distraction action.
It's extremely hard not to think of Mitsuhide then, torture and how useful and needed Mitsuhide was, and Nobunaga snaps the fan shut, back up the sleeve, stretching both arms above his head and behind his back.
As with Mitsuhide, no torturing Pratt, he needs them perfectly unbroken and functional, and the world was too intent on breaking them as often as possible anyway.
He rolls his head on his neck without touching it focuses back on cleaning. It's easier. And he needs the motion to just yeet all the thoughts in his head so he can figure out which ones were even worth examining for a second!
"Basic bare minimums, samurai. Anyone would get addicted to feeling invincible." Wasn't Nobunaga? Almost definitely. He was paranoid, sure, but every failed assassination attempt increased that. It's all very memento mori vs. Jade Emperor and Buddhist shit.
"Rather than invincible, immortal, remember to be human." EASIER SAID THAN DONE. Nobunaga... couldn't. Literally couldn't. Struggled so deeply with it, that it was why he was here cleaning. And indeed he knocks the stick side of the mop to the wall to make an obvious sound of demonstration. Hahaha DEMONS-stration. No no, that's another useless thought.
"An immortal... doesn't do things like dig for treasure," a nod. "Or for others. They forget to share their peaches with anyone they consider lesser than them." Don't ask. It's a Wukong thing. Heavily filtered through Nobunaga lens. "They don't see the point in living at all, because to them it's just that interim between the high of dying. Like life is punishment instead of something to seize and enjoy. So you must focus on what you enjoy. Sometimes that's hard. When you're in hell. When a broken society says you mustn't. Or the suffering of those around you seems like you'll be insulting their pain. In those moments, you must become so clever you can figure out how to help them through their pain. This, I know to be true, because it's not even unique to Japan, but for all the world in my time."