“Do they?” Kiyotaka’s never heard that, but it’s difficult to say what he knows or doesn’t know.

“Sounds like a waste of time.” He points out. “Considering it’s not exactly specific as to what we’re talking about, just what happened, or whatever it was supposed to happen. What, like, a day in my life or something?”

He’s being obtuse on purpose, he’s incredibly guarded about everything. He’s not sure exactly what it is he could say about his history.