[The appearance of Daud, sudden and strange like a shadow rising from the ground, changes everything. It almost startles Xu Shu, but he can't allow himself to drop his guard, so he inhales sharply instead and holds back from starting his cutting... feast? Mitsuhide would probably call it as such though the word fills him with mild horror.]

[Something is happening here that he does not understand, can only feel, a tickling at the edge of his senses he probably wouldn't have noticed unless he was fully shifted into a fighting mindset. He knows only a little about the former's and the latter... well. He knows it exists in his father-figure and nothing more than that, because they've never really talked about their respective powers, have they? A fact that is going to make things more difficult right now. That they have their reasons for keeping it quiet suddenly seems... silly.]

You're right. I can't waste time. [His expression is turning more frustrated, perhaps even angry, and he's bracing for a jump as he talks.] So there's no room to apologise yet. Shan Fu talks with steel, Mitsuhide, remember?

[Everything else can come after. Mitsuhide can look and observe and pick at the bond Xu Shu has with Daud in whatever way he likes but there isn't going to be time to deal with that until well after this fight is done; no, right now Xu Shu is going to have to trust that Daud can work with him despite the fact they haven't talked about it.]

[So he'll push into his jump, flipping through the air and closing the gap further. If nothing else happens he'll land at Mitsuhide's side but should either of the other men interfere, which is likely, well...]

[He'll respond. And hopefully it will be enough.]