[Having made Sholmes' acquaintance at the very beginning of his adulthood? Sometimes, Mikotoba still wonders too. He simply sighs, shaking his head at the man-- the exasperation does come with its own fondness, though, as it usually does.

As they round that final right corner, however, Mikotoba's briefly distracted by the sight of the apartment complex. The building is so compact, and-- square: a far cry from anything he'd seen in Japan or England. He slows to a stop, and his answer to Sholmes comes before he's had the chance to consider why his old friend might be asking the question of him at all.]

Of course, Sholmes. Those years will stay with me forever. I only wish I could've spent more time at our home on that most recent visit.