While Umashi wasn't one of those overly concerned with his health sort of people, he at least tried to eat decently. In this particular moment what he found before him was a tasty salad with local farmed chicken on it. Fresh tomatoes, green spinach and the best kind of dressing that the region could muster and he was ready to chow down. It was just when he was starting to chomp excessively that he remembered that he had a lot of files to go over before it came time for the big mission that they were planning for to take the fight to the Daimyo. Pulling out the files that he would need to look over, he mused over the various persons that he could possibly choose for the type of mission that he’d need for them to do. He’d need someone who could quickly get in and out with minimal damage to the environment. He’d also need someone who could be stealthy while doing so. Unfortunately, many people in the current day and age figured that everything was swell if you didn’t manage to bring down the house. That was just the sort of problem that he didn’t want to have to deal with. There were the typical mercenary types that he could choose but what Umashi needed in this particular moment was someone that he could trust to stick to the objective and that was just putting it plainly. Being a showboat definitely wasn’t going to win any sort of prize with him for this.