[Sanzang moves herself to a more comfortable sitting position, arms draped loosely over her knees.]

A white mask? [She echoes Bishamon, frowning lightly, then shakes her head.] Like the one that was in the park before the demon thing showed up? [She remembers seeing it, though she hadn't actually been able to get close or anything. She chews on her lower lip]

It means something, right?