[... They can't be that far in the past, can they!? Everything here seems so modern, and yet Nansen hadn't really been outside that much since the world became like this, so who is he to say? Tsuru would probably know better than him, as a touken who's been doing this way longer. After all, Nansen didn't manifest that long ago...]

[Still, he puffs up his chest with Tsuru's confidence. Good head pats, good head pats!!] Yeah, I'm--! Hey, I'm not a cat... [Pouting. (You don't have to stop patting though.)] I can't really sense anything in particular right now, and my nose feels kinda dull, but it's pretty off-putting, nya?

This graveyard.. It should feel way more "human" or something, right? [You can feel time in a place like this, he thinks. Just one of those weird instincts that must come with being a touken danshi.] I came over here thinking there was some presence, but I guess it was just you.