If he's honest, spirituality hadn't mattered much to him. It just hadn't held much of his attention, especially once he developed his tunnel vision for everything volleyball related. Something that didn't concern him, that he could brush off as simply folktales. Even so, Shouyou feels a tug at his chest, feeling oddly guilty as she explains.

"But that's...really sad." Some of the enthusiasm's bled out, leaving behind a frown instead of a smile. "Can that sort of thing happen here, too?"

No matter how he looks at it, being forgotten sounds incredibly lonely.