(to Hiyori) Whose soul is a god’s bound to? Who gives you your right to existence?

(to Yato with a teasing sence) If you can beat Rabo, I’ll give her her memory back. I promise.

(to Yukine) Such beautiful eyes you have. So clear and empty. Like a useless fruit that nobody wants. So useless... and impure.. *soft, small, childish, dark chuckle*