The first time when I was on the verge of death... it was hazy, muddled, and I only had fleeting moments of clarity. I was vaguely aware of what was going on around me, but I was powerless to stop it.
This death wasn't like that. What's dead should be gone, but I can't really say that can I?
Death is death. And I've always been different, I guess. [ He supplies unhelpfully and maybe depressingly, but then he continues. ]
There were always all these crazy obaasan in Sotoba talking about one superstition or another. Maybe it's catching up to me after all this time. They would even say things like: if you pray hard enough during obon your thoughts would reach those who passed on.
... You know, Shadow's been here this whole time, but I've never asked him what his priorities are. I get the sense it's 'look after your witch.' But that's about it.
[ That's fine he doesn't seem to mind any, and he leans back onto the bed a bit more. ]
Mhmm. I don't like riddles either, but sometimes you need to do things properly. Otherwise someone will just talk your ear off about dangers and all of that.
[ Said lightly and with a hint of amusement, but he's happy to move on. ]
I meant in general, but as far as the witches go...whatever needs to be done, I guess. Sounds convenient, though. Not as straightforward as what I can do, but I doubt it would work here anyway.
This? [ Pointing at his current get up. ] It's what Watanuki requires of his pieces. But that's the reason I'm here too. I don't usually wear things this traditional, and the examples the goats gave me... [ Holding up a fashion magazine with goat models on the cover. ]
Your style is still better than anyone else's here. [ He did mean what he said back at the impromptu fashion show. As for the question, he tosses her the magazine. ]
If there's anything even in here worth considering.
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