Quite a poet, Yamato-san. [He smiles and nods at her, walking in step to keep up.] It is indeed a powerful gift that has been bestowed upon me. I hope that I will use it well.

[The casual tone never wavers; he's careful to ensure it as such. Because he's beginning to suspect an uncomfortable truth about this power of his. And if it is true, then he's inherited not just a blessing, but a curse.

This foresight will be his punishment, and how suitable it is.