[Maybe not all that's ever on his mind, but it certainly makes for a good distraction, Hakkai is learning. He smiles, threading his way through the crowds towards the exit.]

I'm sure we did, but I can't remember mine either.

Perhaps we could use the date we became shinki. It's like being born again, isn't it?

[Neatly, he hops the turnstile again, and squints at the signs for exits. Even with the monocle over it, his right eye is almost useless; there's something else there, he thinks, that he can't remember.

It feels like they've been cheated, being born anew in bodies with all the old scars.]