Mmm? Poems..? [Well that certainly has his curiosity. Gongenzaka takes the first scroll, skimming it with narrowed eyes for a moment. He pauses, when he reaches the main features of the accompanying image it's been written upon-grimacing, as if brought back to a much darker time. Stone perhaps, bleeds out between the fibers of the carpeted floor, and the lights seem to dim just slightly.]
..I see... ...A grim poem indeed, [He mutters, swallowing.] ...You were interested in them?
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..I see... ...A grim poem indeed, [He mutters, swallowing.] ...You were interested in them?
[If he sounds surprised...Well, he is.]