"Yo." He sits down next to you with an impassive face. He really is close to impossible to read, you think, as he examines you. "Did you find everything we need to fight the spirit that gave you that mark?" You frown at the fang-like markings on your wrist. "Well, I found things, yeah, but so far I don't get how they all fit together..." Mashita hums thoughtfully. "Well, you'll have to figure it out, because those things won't wait until you do. Does it hurt?" "It's stinging a little, yes..."