[Motochika lets out a breath and looks over at Mitsunari, slightly surprised at the question. It isn't that it's unreasonable, quite the opposite, but it's not something he expected to hear. Mitsunari isn't very good at realizing that he's not a singular existence in the universe. Before, he wouldn't even have asked. He most likely would have pronounced that no one could be as important to anyone else as Hideyoshi and Hanbei were to him. It's a large step in the right direction in Motochika's opinion.]

Aye. Different in a way, perhaps, as I was their master rather than their servant, but they are very important to me. The most important thing. The same goes for the rest of my crew, as well, of course. The men who serve me are more precious than any treasure I might steal for myself.

[There's not as much pain in his voice as there would have been a year or so ago when the loss was more fresh. Now it's mostly pride and fondness, though he can't help but be a little wistful. He'd like to sail his own sea again with the crew he left behind sooner rather than later. He can't deny that, no matter how much he enjoys himself here.]