... Oh. You've met me, right? When I was older. Well, long story short, I looked really fucking hard at a mirror and this happened, no, I don't remember the future, no, I don't remember everything I said or that I did at that time, if at all.

(he's had this conversation over and over and over and over again. that covers most of the questions he's able to answer, if he is able to answer any.

but looking at kazutora like this, it does bring a sense of uneasiness, even if his face remains within the bounds of neutrality as it always had.)