love is a liar’s weapon

[ Seimei grins, playful and unconcerned, but he nods his head to Sylvain in deference to his observation. It's very close to a bow. ]

Everything you've seen?

[ He is most definitely giving Sylvain a hard time. ]

But if everything is strange, wouldn't that just make "strange" normal? And then the only way we can be normal is to be a little strange ourselves.

[ Seimei is not having any difficulty mastering that part. ]

Well, we'll only learn more by trying things out, right? We should at least test the theory.