[The admission is suspicious. “Sometimes I can see what others cannot.” An ominous claim. Is the boy suggesting that he is a seer or prophet? Ridiculous. But then…everything about this place has thus far existed outside the realm of what should be possible. Perhaps Richard should not dismiss the stranger so readily. However, there is the question of that telling sideways glance. A sign of guilt? No, that doesn’t seem quite right. Maybe it is an indication of a lie of omission. Either way, he has no need for Sasuke to remind him to be wary; the deposed king is now on high alert.

As the young man speaks, Richard makes an effort to master himself. With admirable speed, his demeanor shifts into one of practiced neutrality—distant and cool. Only the moisture gathered at the corners of his eyes betray him, though such weakness will eventually fade. Steeled, not even the recognition of Sasuke’s similar condition of heterochromia shakes Richard. From this distance, the rings of Rinnegan cannot be made out; he can discern just a single purple iris, a lovely color that suits the youth.]

It appears anything is possible in this “city,” [comes his even reply, the heat having evaporated from his voice.] What does our belonging have to do with it? We are outsiders, yet here we are nonetheless. So why would it be suspicious for a statue to bear the likeness of my noble father?

[That said, Richard is not too proud to avoid admitting a mistake.]

Though…you’re correct. I should have taken more care. [Pointedly scrutinizing Sasuke, he candidly adds:] I refuse to make the same mistake again.

Will you share what you found in the cemetery?