[The man's -- Matoba's -- penetrating gaze is unsettling. Minakami looks back, his face impassive. ]

Hm. [He places his book at the top of the stack, both hands palm-down on the cover as he leans back. He does confirm what Tama says:] Shrines and burial chambers. I suppose we should find a priest who can say where its "home" is, but... it should simply be empty clay. [That sentence, with its "should", is left hanging in the air, because even if he evidently isn't able to pick up on the haniwa's menace yet, he can see the tension when Matoba refers to it.]

[His eyebrows jump up -- both at "exorcist", and at the silent affirmation that someone knows the situation. To be honest, Tamamori is one of the few people Minakami has ever talked to about the hashihime, not without them already having intimate knowledge about it. The only other person-- well, he doesn't want to think about that. ] Ah, is that so? I should thank you for lending my friend a hand, then.