Should you have heard of me? That depends on where and when you come from, I would think. It doesn't particularly bother me if you haven't. [He shrugs, smiling.] We're not there anymore and I doubt very much that we'll be making a return trip, so why should you care if the people there found you 'rotten'?

[Nezumi's drink appears to be ready--the bartender's already gathered up the bottles he brought over and soon retreats, leaving the two of them alone again. Mitsuhide raises his own cup and takes a sip, chuckling at Nezumi's question.]

And if I confess that I am? Will you avoid me from now on? It would be a shame, to never see that pretty face of yours again.