"Samurai?" I repeat softly, blinking at him. It's good to know he's not planning on ratting me out to anyone, though.

But I'm not actually a computer, I can tell he's trying to hint at something important without stating it outright, but I haven't a clue what it is. I don't know past Sentai the way Takosawa does. I know they exist, or existed, or whatever. That's about it. But I think that's what he's hinting at.

"I can keep a secret." I promise him.

I lift a hand to run through my hair, hesitating when I encounter the still healing bruises there.