"Ichijo.." He lets it roll around in his mouth. His Japanese isn't amazing, but it's enough to get by, picked up when he was young during a long stint in Katori while his father oversaw building works along the Tone River.

He's about to answer with in the other's native tongue but is knocked off guard by the doll comment.

Raleigh laughs. "You know those things look nothing like us." But that doesn't mean he doesn't have a set as well.