It pained her to see Takeda so upset. Standing up she slipped off her own kimono and slide her body behind his own in the tub. Slipping her hands up she washed is hair for him listening to his words.<br/><br/>"Masuta... What choice did you have ? What sort of daiymo would you be if you had turn and ran ? You lost men and the battle did not favor you. But you did the best you could. We will have revenage on them and make them pay for our loses." He could feel her lips kiss across the top of his shoulders as she comforted him.<br/><br/>"It was just a battle not the war." Her lips moved up and whispered in his ear. "You will win the war." He could feel her fingers pressing into his tight muscles of his back. Denka had gotten use to their nightly sessions, the feeling of her hands bound above her. Of his think shaft inside her giving her so much pleasure.<br/><br/>It had been weeks since she had felt him last but she knew he needed more than that tonight. So she whispered words of encouragement and let her hands rub away the tension from the battle.