Red, white, pink... I suppose there are others. I am fond of the red ones, myself, [Matoba agrees, thinking of the thicket at one of the Matoba manors for a moment. His grandmother, hm? ...This story almost seems familiar, but-- no. It was only a possession, after all.] Haha. Well, not everyone in the business has that background, no. Many are descendants of onmyouji, or of shrine keepers.

But I don't mind. There's no big secret to it.

[Matoba notices Tama's furtive peeks at his candy box- he supposes Skittles didn't exist in the 20's, huh?- and makes no attempt to offer. His candy. Now that they're settled in the dim of the theater pre-advertisements, Matoba takes a sweep around of the theater for any other Sutoku newbies and oldbies who'd shown up as he listens to Tama's explanation.]

Normally, spiritual prowess is strongest in childhood, and tapers off as you get older... It's interesting that it awakened in you later. [Influence from an outside source? He's guessing that's what he means, by 'the person who passed it'.] Well I, too, inherited at adulthood, so I guess I can't say it's that uncommon.

[He doesn't respond at the moment, but he is collecting information and lining it up, mentally. "Timeloops", huh. A couple weeks.....]

[Matoba tosses another handful of Skittles into his mouth.] Did you see the poster for the film, Mizumori-san?