[ Tama goes to tuck his notebook away, but with the shorter sleeves of his yukata, instead he almost fumbles it to the ground from habit. It takes him a moment longer to pull his string-tied clamshell pouch around to the front of himself, and tuck his pad and pen away properly. ] The skies opened up and poured out blood for the worse part of... [ His brows knit. ] ...I don't know how long, actually. It only stopped within the last week, so it's...still a lot to contend with.

[ An entire apartment building had burned down- it was certainly something like that which had motivated Shuten to build new housing, in retrospect. ] All four groups are doing whatever they can to help, I think. There's grudges to be disarmed and energies to be cleared out all over Hell, but I'm not sure what they expect non-exorcists to do. I guess- [ He gestures vaguely. ] -Shuten has the right idea with trying to build through it, even if they really need to get a cleaner in here if they want to make real progress...