Listening once more, Assassin was pleased to see that his Master was a bit more than just interested in drugs, and actually had some common sense in his head for tactical matters. It might not be some grand strategy to cleverly win the war and defeat all heir enemies, but it was nonetheless a plan, and it was much more acceptable to Assassin than whatever they had been talking about before. Whether it would do the job was another story, but for an initial plan it was good. 

"Very well Master," Assassin replied with a nod of his head. "It sounds like a good plan for entering into this war." Still, it seemed like they wouldn't set out on it immediately. But that was fine, so long as there weren't any major fights taking place already. And they probably would notice if there were, depending on who was involved. For now thought, as the first day it was probable that they could rest easy. 

He paused then, thinking it over before shrugging. "Whatever you like Master. I have never had the fortune of sampling Japanese cuisine." He'd grown up in the forests of central Russia after all, a bit far from he Island of Nippon. That said he prepared to fade from sight and follow Hector, or to walk alongside him, however the man wished to handle the...odd, appearance of his Servant.