He watched, his intentions were not wicked initially but that seemed to shift as the armor was removed and she revealed more of her slender frame. Curiosity began to bubble as he attempted to understand who Hisayo Yamashita was, an impossible feat based on the task alone. Still he looked for obvious signs, scars, tattoos, markings a body could reveal unknowingly.<br/><br/>“All of it.” He demanded, his command not made without any sort of haste. Women were cunning, they had other ways to conceal weapons and he was not willing to trust the general on her word alone.<br/><br/>“How long have you served Gunba, General?” He began to ask, to fill the sound as her inspection continued.<br/>