"Hmph," Damn, the kid was a bit of a brat, wasn't he? Not that he was ever one to talk. But it seemed he could get Jin Ling moving with that slight verbal push. Perhaps for the better, as insightful as this scene was, it was probably best to leave it before it got too bitter. If they went like this, it would come off as a sweet memory of the long nights of Genjo's childhood experiencing the monsoon rains with his master.

Sanzo leads the way out of the room with that response. The scene behind them seemed to fizzle and fade just as the young Kouryuu began to speak up.

"Of course, master. As a designated Sanzo, it's your sworn duty to--"

And that was it. The familiar architecture and sound of rain seemed to grow just as silent as the conversation as their surroundings returned to the quiet cave they once started in.

They had a mission, after all, and such memories like that had no place in it.

"I doubt this will be the first scene we encounter. Chances are, we'll probably run into parts of your memories as well now that we're together here," With that, Genjo paused, turning to look towards Jin Ling with a severe expression. "Are you sure you're up to relive it all again? You could always turn back."