"Car accident," Harrow repeats quietly, thoughtfully. He hadn't considered how deadly cars could be. Those pictures of New York that Verity showed him, they were full of cars! Living on Earth cities must be a deadly game. He nods sympathetically for Manjimutt.

"So if there's rules for what makes a yokai, then... Do you exist for a reason? Sometimes spirits on my world have business they have to finish before they move on. Is that what a yokai is like? Or is this the new you, forever, and it's just another way to be?"