In that case, welcome to Jiguko-cho. And to Sutoku, I suppose. My name is Kim Kitsuragi.

[ He clears his throat, debating whether or not to say anything. In the end, he cannot resist. He nods down at Fumikage's chest, where the shadow had, somewhat distressingly, receded into his chest with what was, to Kim's ears, a little sound of pain. ]

Is... your friend all right? Is that -- normal?

[ Nothing about this is normal, but he can at least inquire into what's normal for them. ]