Shinjirou nods, albeit with some reluctance. Is that a good description for someone who will probably never see one of them? Mitsuru could explain all of this much better, but she isn't here. Thank God she isn't. He withdraws all the same, though within and not to distance himself physically from Jade. Hell, a part of him wants the comfort of last night back, and that makes him squirm, if only slightly.

"You're not some crazy cultist that you honestly believe this shit, right?"