[ It'd be incredibly different if his unnamed time was from some kind of choice or desire. Instead he faces that question with a half-hearted shrug before resting his hands behind his head. ]

It looks unattainable and impossible for me.

[ It's embarrassing to say, but there's an instinct deep inside to find people with a particular kind of potential; to push them into that role better to continue serving them. That was an instinct that was at harsh odds against something darker swirling inside, with a violent anger, that wanted to destroy it all. The darker stuff had eased up considerably as a side effect to the ablution, but if he didn't have that distraction for so long, the intrusive thoughts would've been far worse and more destructive.

Ah, but just saying impossible would be a cop out, huh? ]

I guess a dry enough place to keep all my things, where I can actually rest for a while. Even at that place you mentioned, it's only temporary. After a while, being there attracts those smaller ayakashi. Even if I do get named, or find a place to get comfortable at, the place'll probably just disappear.

[ He's got some really bad luck, if you couldn't tell. Great skill and potential, but some of the shittiest luck around. Much like his Arabian Nights' namesake. ]