"It's... It's possible..."

Right, there was no way he could imagine Hajime every having a sword in his cold metal hand. Except it wasn't too difficult a mental image to conjure up, and a chill ran down Kiyotaka's spine at the thought. That was his own imagination playing tricks on him, surely. Hajime wouldn't lie about this kind of thing.

"There's no rhyme or reason to the plants at all! They could be doing anything! We'd have to see if it happens again... You must not have seen anything that strange this time, did you?"