Uh-oh. That doesn't sound too good. Like this Miroku thing is the crazy rantings of some doomsayer.

"Why, what was going on back in your world, exactly?" She asks, with the kind of terrible curiousity that half suspects she's better off remaining ignorant.

Oh well. Too late to take back nosy questions. Hopefully the answers won't give her an upset stomach, just after finishing up dinner.