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[behind_clouds]

[and in this corner of camp, we have a table covered in origami paper, and a man who is cheerfully humming to himself while folding adorable paper animals

do you investigate y/n?]

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[whollyholy]

...well. Isn't this a treat.

[behind_clouds]

Do you think so?

[whollyholy]

I do indeed! I hadn't expected to see more Sanzo priests in my lifetime than I already have, y'see.

[behind_clouds]

Oh! I'm sorry to disappoint, but technically I'm not one anymore.

[whollyholy]

--ah, is that right? I reckon that means y'all passed on your title already?

[behind_clouds]

That's correct.

[whollyholy]

...

Need I ask to whom?

[behind_clouds]

The one known as Genjo Sanzo.

[whollyholy]

Makin' you that master of his, then.

[behind_clouds]

[nods]

Do you know him?

[whollyholy]

As a matter of fact, I would! Before camp, even. He and I have crossed paths a number of times. He's a unique character if I ever met one.

[behind_clouds]

[chuckles]

Oh, he certainly is. But a very endearing one, if I say so myself.

[whollyholy]

No shame in havin' a bias.

[behind_clouds]

Are you one of the people travelling with him?

[whollyholy]

I'm afraid I'm not part of his usual company. We cross paths here and here-- more often than he'd like, I reckon.

[behind_clouds]

[chuckles]

But you're not enemies, are you?