"Mercy, mercy!" he laughed, raising both hands and leaning back against the wall of the bath. "You are quite impossible to compete with and your logic is so entirely sound, how can I ever dispute?" the onmyoji asked, arching a brow with notable sarcasm. Sniffing faintly and leaning back to close his eyes, Seimei dipped his hands in the water and poured the contents of his cupped palms over his face.

"You are ignoring my legitimate concerns," he complained, cracking open one dark eyes and pursing his lips. "Though I suppose it matters very little. Their opinions will not change and I am hardly inclined to sell myself like a product. Focusing on this conversation of 'You and I and Us" seems more pertinent."