Well, you haven't accosted me with questions or assailed me with impassioned pleas for where so-and-so has gone, or what has become of this-or-that. Compared to others I have seen in the same place you find yourself now, you rank relatively high in composure.

( though... makoto has to remind himself that he is one of the rare ones for which this is the second time something like this had had happened to him. or, actually, third — even after horos had been destroyed and they had been revived on kenos in the basement of yima's manor, rising out of sarcophagi filled with sap, he hadn't really been able to keep himself held together after the removal of the kenoma and the Regent's influence from his shard. so he had dissolved, and he had stayed that way for... however long it had taken for enough spiritual scar tissue to develop. and then he'd woke up here in the tree, same as yuri does now.

so makoto is simply old hat at this by this point. he reminds himself to take it slow, then. they can always get around to discussing the end of days later. )

If that's your prerogative.

( the demon cants his head to one side. )

Perhaps we should start with basics, then. Can you tell me your name?