"It is. It's just like the Author to make you go through something twice though..."

For a moment he lets Hayato caress his cheek, saying nothing. His face was serious. These wounds... he was going to see more wounds in the future. Many, many more, he could be sure of it. It was useless to get shaky about it. The fortune-teller closes his eyes for a moment and as he opens them again, he seems a bit stronger, a bit tougher again.

"But we're away from her now."