[He has to visibly bite back some kind of commentary, his sharp teeth briefly on display. He is here to learn and to possibly change, not remark on the past. Shirou adjusts his gloves as the information settles in his mind. Still some bitter part of him has to say something.]

Of course they have. [But he bites it off there. This is work. Work demands he be focused.] So what you’re saying is we’ll find other sites like this all over. Any time we cross with the Abyss.

Anyway, Hearing voices of the dead is nothing new. I’ll watch for it. [The voices he is has been used to for so long are gone. It feels so lonely without them around.] ...when my sense of smell comes back, I’ll be able to tell you if any of this has a scent or leaves an imprint. Until then, I’m relying on human methods.