"Ice cream!" Without hesitation. "Ah, but that's not here. The desserts. There's too many to list. But watermelon is also amazing."

Nobunaga doesn't look like a five year old despite those words, he's wearing jet black full plate mail and average male human height, and carrying a long gun, and two katana openly on his right hip, though the left side still bears some scorch marks on the armor and the belt has been only makeshift mended at best. Still, his plate has almost only desserts on it. Not the most responsible of adults here.