Yeah. It takes a good deal of composure, and Nobunaga's kind of glad he used up so energy throwing the healing into the sake, because it means he's almost too tired to do anything rash.

Nobunaga calmly sipped his sake again.

And as carefully as dealing with any proud wounded soldier, handed Gokudera the cup again.

"Why does it still--"

He grit his jaw and tried to find the words.

"Do you have someone looking into how to rid you of it?"