> "Almost definitely, I'm sure. I probably could have saved us all some grief if I had bothered correcting him on the whole capital thing when he first brought it up. Beyond that, though, I wouldn't know where to begin second-guessing myself."
> "Okay. What else do you think we could do?"
> "That seems a bit cruel, though, doesn't it?"
>"The thought had crossed my mind, but that was before I figured out that Sariel's the real string-puller in this whole mess."
> "Yeah. Somehow doesn't surprise me. I get the feeling she was never more than a tool to him."
> "Just like I told him. Suits are all the same."
> Frown thoughtfully.> "Mmm...maybe an unfortunate accident might befall that machine in Gensokyo."
> "Anyway, what do you want to do when we get back? Sounds like we're not going to Higan, but I wonder if he cares beyond that. I suppose it could be worth finding out what was up with all those spirits."
> "Yeah. They might still be related to that blue loop-haired woman and her zombie buddies, though."
> "She can have what's left of that traitor once I bash her face in with this granite."
> "I have to blame someone for this mess, and she's from Gensokyo and doesn't have a lethal firearm."
> Is our alcohol from that tiny room still with us?> "Anyway, I may just lazy out instead and go back underground and not care about topside for another couple hundred years. I'm still mulling it over."
> "Eh, underground is where it's at anyway. Nice and cozy. Open sky just isn't for me."
> "You're welcome to come by and visit, of course. I've seen enough to know that I'd have to be braindead to try to mug you."
> "Maybe it could be your business to teach the Ancient City civility. It'd be nice to set foot there without twenty oni wanting to punch you around for sport."