Reigen adjusted collar of his rain jacket and brushed his bangs into a more orderly alignment before opening the door. They were on their way--luckily, when they emerged from the ryokan, the sun was still strong in the sky. No sign of rain yet, but the air was still thick with moisture. The stony path leading around the ryokan to the castle was dry, but the moss was fat underfoot with hydration.

"I've been thinking...there's quite a bit of similarity between prayers and curses. Don't you think so, Mob?"