"You and your damn freaky animals. Whatever kami made your creatures was on some sort of bad acid trip," she griped, no real heat behind it.

"Yeah. Home. If you figure it out, you tell me." Yurika's fingers were suddenly very interesting, and she looked at her hands and smiled. "Sometime after our trip to Mexico, I think."

She chewed on her lip a moment, then shrugged. "Shinra's a jumped-up yakuza prince," she said bluntly. "There's easier ways to get rid of him than wasting an entire plate."