[Nobunaga whistles, a low and impressed little noise, as she takes a few steps past Aerith to look up and over the tower looming above them. The very concept of this construct would've horrified her when she was still human, but as it stands it isn't the strangest thing she's ever seen. Does that stop it from being disgusting, though? Not really.] Well, talk about novel. What do you reckon? [She draws her sword from the sheathe at her waist.] If I cut it, will it bleed? If I stab that heart, will it die?