It’s only as you said. I’m a noble, and I am aptly prepared as one. [ of course, most politicians aren’t quite so keen on how to wield a knife, especially ones who have groups of men escorting them. as the scene of his escorts trapped in a sunken carriage seems to indicate, the roles are rather reversed, as opposed to the norm.

tenka’s question goes unanswered when the horses quite conveniently rush the walls of the trench as soon as they’re released, and leap up, still frantic from being trapped. ]

Whoa! [ with a raise of his hands and a lecturing shout, hanbei keeps the horses from running any further. he spends a moment assuaging them, and manages to settle them down for the most part before he takes a cut rein and leads them to the edge of the road. ] Come. [ there he ties them to a fence, and leaves them after giving them a soothing stroke to their muzzles.

with the horses no longer a danger or in the way, hanbei returns and drops down to the bottom of the trench with a slide and a hop. before helping tenka in any way, though, he address his men with a smile. ] As you’ve heard, this is Kumou Tenka-kun. He runs a shrine just north of here, and he says he can help us. [ he gives tenka a glance. ]

I’ve given him my trust, so don’t fret. [ because typically, anyone hanbei entrusts to do something follows through well, or is taken out of commission as quickly as they started.

as none of the men are injured, they have little to actually worry about until the rain starts, so they only respond with sure nods or “of course”s. ]