Ah. We were on our way back as well. [Give or take a few arguments, of course...]

-- It sounds as though our memories track to almost the same time.

[Almost exactly. They had both just left the seer's palace, and her errand could match up with the delay that Hakkai and the others had experienced. His eyes narrow thoughtfully, and he glances up at the bright blue sky as they step outside.]

What a lovely day. What did Gojyo remember? And Dokugakuji?