[ It's a bit weird to be asked about a photograph he'd seen recently out of the blue. Toge nods in response. ] Salmon.
[ Before Gnosis can get confused or parse out what kind of answer that is, he reaches across his hip to his left pocket and struggles a little bit to pull it out. He wasn't expecting to need it. He holds it out.
Toge is much younger, maybe four or five. Anyone who knows Japanese history will think he's dressed in some very traditional attire, a full yukata. There's a piece of fabric tied around his face to hide half of it, this one has several strange symbols stitched into it. He's sitting on a bench under an umbrella, in front of a traditional looking home.
Either he's from an ancient time, is ancient himself, or is just a member of a stupidly traditional clan that could not care less how archaic everything is. ]
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[ Before Gnosis can get confused or parse out what kind of answer that is, he reaches across his hip to his left pocket and struggles a little bit to pull it out. He wasn't expecting to need it. He holds it out.
Toge is much younger, maybe four or five. Anyone who knows Japanese history will think he's dressed in some very traditional attire, a full yukata. There's a piece of fabric tied around his face to hide half of it, this one has several strange symbols stitched into it. He's sitting on a bench under an umbrella, in front of a traditional looking home.
Either he's from an ancient time, is ancient himself, or is just a member of a stupidly traditional clan that could not care less how archaic everything is. ]