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[Emmet "clarified" -- he'd never seen an actual subway? That was somehow even more confusing. What, had he inhabited a fake subway station all this time? Maybe he'd been stuck in a demon's Domain for the past couple of decades. At least that might explain his cluelessness...though he absolutely would have been demon chow by now.]

[Okay, he was starting to believe that this guy had genuinely been stuck under a rock for...what, 25 years now? Mikado had only recently become common public knowledge, but if Nanashi ( a child ) was up-to-date, then this old fart absolutely would have been. Adults almost obsessively watched the news. Hell, news broadcasts were the only thing that aired on TV anymore.]

[Nanashi finally got an answer, if he could even call it that, when Emmet described his..."home?" A name like "the Velvet Room" almost bolstered his Domain theory. That sounded exactly like a demon's sorry attempt to name their territory.]

[He couldn't really tell if his theory held any weight as Emmet followed up; Domains were almost like spiderwebs, a snare used to lure ignorant humans, but they existed in reality...kind of. They might also exist as the sort of "void" this weirdo was describing. Still...the pieces of that puzzle didn't fit correctly.]

❝ Real helpful. Listen, you sound like someone who's been in a coma for the past couple of decades, so forgive me if I don't understand what the hell you're talking about. ❞ [In fairness, though, Emmet seemed unable to comprehend it himself. This line of questioning felt like it was scrambling his brain.]

[Nanashi's bewilderment intensified when Emmet alluded to some kind of immortality or agelessness between him and his siblings -- this guy really didn't look undead, like Nanashi, nor did he look like a God. Actually, he sort of resembled an angel ( albeit one that wasn't biblically accurate ), which...made him a bit anxious. Angels were bad news. They'd been trying to wipe out the remnants of Tokyo for ages.]

[Regardless...]

❝ Hey, I'm just stating the facts. You look old enough to remember a time when the sun still shined. ❞ [He spoke with a decent amount of skepticism, embracing his new "angel" theory. After eyeing the supposed enemy for a moment ( watching for any sudden movement ), he turned back around and started walking. He'd have to have eyes in the back of his head here -- then again...it wasn't like a deity could actually kill him. Not anymore.]

[Emmet lectured Nanashi on his language, which really didn't do him any favors. In this day and age, who cared if a kid swore? It wasn't like there was a societal standard to uphold anymore. Only a servant of God would be offended by cursing.] ❝ Gee, Principality, have I got bad news for you: everybody swears. Sorry if you expected anything else from us "Unlcean Ones." ❞

"I said that I have never been to an actual subway." He corrected, a single finger pointed in the air. "I do not know what Mikado is." Or where, he guessed. It was probably a place, with the context it was used in. That probably just made him sound even more strange, but if that thought had even occurred to him (it didn't) he certainly didn't seem worried or concerned about it in any way.

"I am from the Velvet Room." He stated simply, as if that would instantly make the child understand. He let out a little "hmm" noise as he scratched the side of his face a bit. Ingo was a lot better at explaining this than he was. "It is stationed somewhere between dreams and reality so it is prrretty hard to pinpoint its exact destination. I don't really understand it myself. And I am not old." He stopped walking for a moment before hurriedly catching up as he wondered about the statement. Was he old? He and Ingo were older than most of their siblings, but still younger than Margaret.

"My brother and I do not age. At least not like humans do. I don't think any of our siblings really age... Except maybe Caroline and Justine, but their situation is rrreally complicated." He shook his head back and forth as an uncomfortable shiver ran down his spine as he thought about it. He wished they'd just stay fused as Lavenza all the time. It squicked him out whenever she decided to split herself into two again. And it was sort of stealing Ingo and Emmet's entire thing. Lavenza wasn't even a real twin!

"Also. Language." He didn't actually care whether Nanashi swore or not, but it was fun getting to say what his brother said to him any time he swore.