Hiro nods slowly, shifting back on his palms. "I can respect that. You've gotta make the money somehow, right? My brother used to pick up shifts in our aunt's cafe, and that involved an apron." What's this? Casual references to his life "before"? Don't point it out, or he'll spook and clam up.

Then, scrunching his nose up -- "Rituals? You mean it's not like...wave your hands and poof?"