Could've fooled me. [ Unhesitating; the words leave Akira's voice without any remorse. From his perspective he's been stuck here, building another life, and now his memory is left full with holes that he doesn't want to be filled. It's all fake anyway. ]

Damn, you're that comfortable here -- [ He bothers to give her a glance. She's not a fighter: short and thin, she's just like any other girl he'd see at school... though her hair color is a bit off. ]

Ever heard about a girl named Kakuya? Wears traditional clothes, carries a parasol... speaks like a kid.