[Why is this version of Professor James Moriarity such a... Child? It's uncanny, how his distrust is just like a high school student who projects their inner turmoil onto her before she can set the record straight.

Amelia raises a brow.]

I'm just sharing. And I meant that it's for you to research.

[She won't push anymore though and the box recedes. She plucks a wagashi made of mochi out of the box and eats it up before acknowledging him again.]

Reading is one thing, but seeing, hearing, and tasting are ways to explore what's unknown.