Like sentiments that have become curses because their roots have grown too deep.

[he lifts his head, leering past the screen with downturned eyes]

It doesn't surprise you at all? That I have died before? I guess I shouldn't be surprised. After all you are-

[Douman suddenly claps his palms together loudly and whispers something under his breath just loud enough to be possibly an answer before returning to his previous tone and sentence as if nothing had happened]

...Abe no Seimei.

[the screen pings and turns green on his half. Douman exhales a laugh.]

Pardon my trickery, but it is dangerous to share that kind of information with one such as you. After all I know how you treat my kind.