[Masamune just accepts his fate as a seat and rubs Winnie's back a bit because yeah, he understands. The part about not wanting to go through the rough consequences of not playing this stupid game properly, anyway. As for the rest - what? He's heard of the Americas through foreign traders, but as for the rest... Lord Who? Year what? What even is the Gregorian calendar?]

Whoa, okay, slow down there, lady.

[A sharp pain pierces through his stomach as a warning, and he squirms a little to get more comfortable beneath her.]

If it is somebody with the power to bring us all the way out here, maybe it is some lord... -Say, darling, why don't you tell me about yourself? Your name, your bloodline, any family members who may have their eye on Date territory or alliances... Come on, let's break the ice a little.