[Daitou has picked a good location, Rain notes with a slight nod. Now to get down to business.]

I take it you've recently recovered a memory.

[Rain sits as well, in seiza, at Daitou's side with a little more than an arm's length between them. He watches the other man at the edge of his peripheral vision.]

How so? [A rather prying question, but it was Daitou's idea to discuss this with him to begin with, so Rain's expecting to receive some answers before he offers any.]

You mentioned the samurai code. [That's probably a good place to start. It's something they seem to have in common.]

[Disobeying the samurai code was against the laws of the Shinsengumi... perhaps the Shinsengumi was some sort of samurai organization? It had to be something closely connected with them, at the very least. And if Rain had ties to this Shinsengumi, it would explain why he had felt so compelled to obey the code despite not being a samurai.]

[He remains silent in thought for a moment, recalling the details of that particular memory.]

Was the punishment for trespasses stated?

[Rain nods slowly.]

That's consistent with what I've remembered. [So they're probably talking about the same thing. Interesting.]

[Rain frowns, and is silent for a moment. He's never discussed his memories with anyone else, and he still has no intention of sharing any personal information. But what little insight he has on the samurai code... that much, he is willing to offer, now that he's starting to strongly suspect that he and Daitou may be from the same place.]

According to the samurai code, after a failure, one is expected to commit seppuku. [He pauses, and glances away.] I don't know the full definition of 'failure'. But it seems that... receiving a back wound is counted as one.

[Rain looks calmly back at Daitou. He should probably be caught unawares by that sudden admission, but finds that he isn't in the least. He has to wonder if he himself has ever killed anyone... he already knows he's been trained for it. And if Daitou was bound by this code, he almost certainly has been, too.]

Are you a samurai?

It seems likely.

[That his dream involved fighting is to be expected, considering what the man chose to name himself. Rain thinks for a moment, then goes back to something else Daitou had touched on.]

You said you know the list of other trespasses. [He's curious as to whether the rest of them are just as familiar.]

[Rain listens silently as Daitou lists them, and remains quiet for a moment afterward.]

...That all sounds familiar. [Like it's something he should know as well as his own name, except that he's forgotten that, too. He looks away, out into the distance, then closes his eyes with a slight sigh.]

We may both be guilty of leaving.

...Perhaps being taken is not considered the same as leaving. [He has to hope so, anyway.]

[With everything Daitou's said sounding so familiar, Rain recalls their first meeting at the dojo, when he briefly wondered if he'd seen the man around before. He brushed aside the feeling then, but he realizes now that they almost certainly must have known each other. And that Daitou is the first person he can say that about. His next question is spoken before he thinks it through properly.]

Did you see a young woman in your memory? [He immediately regrets asking - he doesn't want to talk about her - but too late.]

...You missed it? Or was it blocked?

[It isn't anything that Rain has experienced personally, but he's aware of the phenomenon. If the tree doesn't want you to remember something, it simply won't let you hear it, or see it. He has heard a few names in his memories, but can't offer any insight as to who may have written the laws. The mention of a boy brings a vague sense of familiarity though, and it takes him a moment to place it. Not from a memory; from his birth dream.]

I heard a boy once, although I didn't see him. He was... very loud. And upset. [Rain frowns.]

[Rain wonders... well, it's worth a try. If they truly are from the same place, comparing information can only benefit them both. And he can share this much without compromising his privacy.]

I've not had anything blocked from me in that way, yet. I've heard the names Masuya, Yoshida, and Hijikata. [And Sen, but he's not going there. That's personal. He glances back at Daitou.] Are any of those familiar to you?

[...Well. The wind isn't that loud. Rain repeats it, slowly and clearly, to be sure.]

It was Hijikata.