[It was hard to read the shinobi - understandably - but if Dai's guess was right, this was bothering Rain, too.]

I see. And not really - I thought you might know who I looked like, you remember more of our home.

[A pause as he weighed the potential of this next indiscretion. He trusted Rain, but he doesn't know how far the man is willing to go. Finally he spoke again, voice a little harsher this time]

This, what the Tree does - it isn't right.