[Almost absently, Koumei pressed a hand against his ribcage at Yosuke's words.]

...I need to return to a different battlefield, [he replied, sounding distracted.] I need to make sure that our armies win-- although I suspect that I wouldn't be standing if I weren't here with you right now.

[Honestly, he actually commended their enemy's tactics. There were few better ways to ensure victory than by attacking the enemy general and tactician with lethal intent.]

But that has no bearing right now. You're correct; we wait for an opening. Unarmed as we are, neither of us stand a chance against their weapons.