[Oh. Demon or conqueror or alien or not, that was absolutely the wrong thing to say. The very suggestion, the very thought lights a furious fire in Hideyoshi's eyes that cleanly burns away whatever remains of his calmly playful manner. His free hand clenches into a fist rising into view.]

I'm loyal to Lord Nobunaga with every breath left in my body! You can ask Mitsuhide - he'd remember that I forced an army to cross the country in days to take his head! It's true that I - [he sucks in a breath, trying to calm down] I failed my lord, we all did, and we'll all have to live with that. But I don't care what you are or how much you've conquered, don't you dare even hint that I had anything to do with Mitsuhide's treason!

[There's something unnerving about the otherwise small, unremarkable man in this towering rage - he genuinely looks like he can deliver on that threat.]