[Yoshitsugu doesn't need to open his eyes to know that Takatora is blushing; the sound of his friend's voice is a dead giveaway. How cute. The question that follows is also rather cute, in its way, and he only needs to be honest to get a reaction. So he answers directly.]

I would assume my parents did. [A pretty safe guess in every way, despite the fact that Yoshitsugu can barely remember them.] Nobody else while I lived, though if either you or Mitsunari had asked to see I would have allowed it.

[He opens his eyes and casts Takatora a very knowing, and perhaps even fond, side-glance.]

So yes, Takatora, in my memories that leaves only you as the subject of my most deadly of curses; the sight of my face.