"Of course," Koumyou says of the former, while his son digs in his bag for-- yep, there it is in Genjo's hand. Good old reliable Maten.

"I was bound to the Maten for a very long time, I don't think I could shut it out of my head if I tried. You'd have to be quite a bit further away than this platform for me not to feel its presence."

Speaking of the platform, Koumyou glances back at the train and notices the fog has cleared and people have started boarding again.

"Let's go inside. It's too cold out here! And wet! I don't like it..."

Hey look, he got to whine after all.