[Whether that comment is meant to hit home or not, it certainly does so, and deeply. Hideyoshi shakes off his momentary lapse like an angry cat shaking water from its fur. He nails Gorthan with a bright gaze full of contempt that only Mitsuhide's name can get from him.]

Hmpf! What does Mitsuhide know! [he growls, strange as such a sound is coming from him.] What's he ever done - wrote poems about it? If he ever wanted to make Lord Nobunaga proud, he's done a piss-poor job of it!

[Properly getting going now, he puffs his chest and stares Gorthan in the eye.] I may not have your answers yet, but at least I know that I don't! It's when a guy thinks that he knows everything that he's really got a problem.