>"Two years....about the time when the border cracked, and the rip I traveled through to reach here would have opened. Doesn't that sound at all suspicious to you?"
>"Well I can tell you for certain now that you're the Suwako from my time. Or at least, what's left of her."
>Time to stop dancing around; normal talking didn't work, Kanako is an object lesson in physical force going nowhere, so brutal honesty is on order.
>"I've noticed that from the moment it came up, you've been fixated on this shrine to the point of obsession, neglecting everything else, even the meaning behind a lack of sources of faith."
>"Why are you so tied down to a memory of a shrine? Even if Kanako gives up, what then, do you sit here for however long it takes for your faith to run out and for you to disappear?"
>"Did the end of the Suwa war bother you so badly that you'll throw away your life, the lives of those who worshiped you, and that of your descendant over misplaced pride?"