Hm? [Kisuke dreamily looked from Tessai back to Nemuri. He wasn't quite dopey but it was clear he was lost somewhere in his mind after retreating to maintain his sanity. To him, Tessai had simply been a familiar face in a strange place. He barely registered him at first, only realizing who he was when Nemuri brought attention to him. Tessai frowned when he realized Kisuke was absolutely shocked.]

Wha--Tessai!? [His eyes sprang wide open and he recoiled a step, taking plenty of time to be startled and wind himself up. He had been working with Tessai the night before. How did he fail to notice the big lumbering man?]

O-Oh... You were so eerily quiet like a statue of an old, rustic god... I didn't even notice you were there, Tessai! Wait, wait--Why are you here?

[Tessai's eyes narrowed--a trace of hurt feelings showing near imperceptibly. The reflection off of his glasses shifted and he cleared his throat, standing so he could lead the two of them.]

...Yes. A hundred years seems accurate. I recognize that unknowingly direct attitude, devoid of any charm.

[Kisuke followed, frowning in response. He looked at the floor beneath his feet, mumbling.] ...You can't blame me for that.