[ Rokurou is quiet while Matoba muses over how he would spend his birthday. There are questions, mostly around how the exorcist plans his day around work when there is no work to be had here, but Matoba isn’t thinking about his impeding birthday at all. Even now, a year in to being stuck in this hole, he’s thinking about rote and routine while acting as head of his clan. As if a wide open birthday isn’t days away.

Ugh. Unfortunately, he doesn’t dislike that kind of commitment and sense of responsibility. Not that he’ll admit it. Instead, the daemon hums. ]

Okay. We’ll train in the morning and then go for a walk around the resort to see what’s going on. Red Cardinal makes a pretty good ramen so that can be lunch. Then we can go to the arcade and… [ he stalls here before sighing in defeat, ] … find some cats afterward.

[ All in all, that sounds like a good day, cats aside. Of course this guy would be a cat fanatic… are all exorcists obsessed with felines? ]

But if any of them piss on me, we’re leaving.