"This story grows stranger and stranger."

Yoshitsugu still isn't affected at all by Tsuru's threats. He merely watches her with an interested air; the further they get into this conversation, the less sure he is of, well, anything that might explain what's going on.

Which for him is pretty rare indeed.

"I am most definitely not sick right now, it's true. The rest of what I said is true as well."

He sits back down then and pets the firefly again, which seems happy for the attention.

"Two Yoshitsugus and two Mitsunaris... let us be grateful only one Yoshitsugu is here. No world could handle two in the same place."