[Some. You'd have to ask Botta. Between them all they have a few books with them, but the bolthole here has been more solidly furnished by Botta; it's his domain, at least to an extent.]

I don't know how he does it.

[Raine props her hands on her hips.]

[For his part Yuan shifts his grip on Kratos just enough to pinch his side, sharp without meaning to be injurious. That should answer one part of Kratos's questions. I had to explain a number of things. It's pointless to keep much back now, although I haven't mentioned Origin. They know, at least, that angels don't strictly need to experience most physical concerns.]

[It's at this point that Genis, having heard voices, rounds the corner.]

Hey, Raine--

[He stops, and his eyes go wide.]

Whoa, what happened to you, Uncle Yuan?

[This is what Yuan gets for undying his hair.]