Nō, will you follow me?
Anywhere, my lord.
[she sighs, and starts to play with the edge of the journal, frowning all the while.]
...I cannot follow you, if I do not know where you are. Nobunaga...I pray that the heavens keep even the Demon King safe from these mocking flowers.
[she picks up a stick of flowers from the ground]
Hmm, cherry blosssoms. They never suited me.
[ooc: why, what do we have here? XD Strikes are very readable ;^;]