[ He's prone to wallowing in his own self-pity himself. He's not over the loss of his eye, he's not over the year of torture, he's not over Hakagemachi. Really, Jigoku-cho seems to just rub salt in his wounds: a town just like home that still isn't home and he's not really who he used to be either. ]
M'Majima. Ain't an exorcist, but I'm pretty good in a fight.
[ He considers it to be his only real skill, but it undersells all that he knows and is. ]
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[ He's prone to wallowing in his own self-pity himself. He's not over the loss of his eye, he's not over the year of torture, he's not over Hakagemachi. Really, Jigoku-cho seems to just rub salt in his wounds: a town just like home that still isn't home and he's not really who he used to be either. ]
M'Majima. Ain't an exorcist, but I'm pretty good in a fight.
[ He considers it to be his only real skill, but it undersells all that he knows and is. ]