Superstitious? [He pinches his cigarette between his thumb and forefinger, looking occupied again, but only because delving further into this conversation has made him feel misplaced again. Or for lack of a better word...unbalanced.]

Then...you could also count me in that category. [He pulls out his phone, and gives a hard look. Then, he looks back up at Kudou, and smiles sheepishly.] Although, I don't believe I could ever hope to fly in my lifetime! That's a very funny thought!

But that is the new dream, isn't it? Planes hopping around, country to country, across oceans...