[Tama is wondering off to the doors before Matoba can ask what he was going to say; even in the reflection of the glass, Matoba could see that his expression was quite... downtrodden.]
[The rain.... He had mentioned the rain before, hadn't he?] From time to time, yes. Odd, isn't it? Weather in the Underworld.
[He looks at him for another moment, and observes his eyes. If he concentrated his own hard enough...] ...I see. That is the connection.
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[Tama is wondering off to the doors before Matoba can ask what he was going to say; even in the reflection of the glass, Matoba could see that his expression was quite... downtrodden.]
[The rain.... He had mentioned the rain before, hadn't he?] From time to time, yes. Odd, isn't it? Weather in the Underworld.
[He looks at him for another moment, and observes his eyes. If he concentrated his own hard enough...] ...I see. That is the connection.