Erai merely looked annoyed after she had sat down across from Lorenzo. What sort of joke was this? A ceremony?

[i]"Bah,"[/i] came a voice from her kimono. This time it was the voice of the old monk within it, Aitchi, who spoke.[i] "How undesirable. A ceremony like this is nothing like it would have been back in my day."[/i]

[i]"Your day is still present, Aitchi."[/i] Came the voice of Suzaku, the youngest of them all and the only woman companion. 

[i]"Nah, I agree with the old man! Where's the bitches?!"[/i] The voice of Tohru exclaimed. Erai, amused by their banter and welcoming the distraction. That was... until...

[i][b]"Quiet.[/i][/b]

A hush fell over all the souls as one, radiating from the staff this time, spoke up.

[i][b]"This is a new moment for Erai. Show some respect."[/i][/b]

The Kimono bound spirits said nothing, and Erai smiled fondly at the staff before commencing with what she must do in the ceremony.