( that's what it is, isn't it? to be brought into a world, bleary-eyed and confused and undignified? makoto doesn't say it to be glib; he says it because he thinks it's the best way to describe it, though he has more experience than most in being brought into different worlds, into different lives. he had had his head torn from his mortal, human shoulders, only to have it ferried in the arms of a demon into Hell so that he could become one as well. when compared to that, it seems obvious enough to him what it is more like, to be formed from nothing ensconced in the soil and roots of the tree, to have to fight your way through the earth to freedom... )

I suppose it would depend on how many of those one has taken. ( "dirt-naps," that is. )

If you wish. I have plenty more where that one came from, so it's of no concern to me.

( he'd simply thought he'd want something to start cleaning his face and hands with that wouldn't also have to be pulled from what had also been sunk deep within the earth. )

You're taking this turn of events remarkably in stride. Is this not your first time waking up to a new world?