Tohko chuckled at that. While Diarmuid's works had been tasty, she had almost lost herself and started singing like a drunkard when she ate them. If she hadn't gotten to a few sobering works in time, she would have lost it. "I usually don't..but I do have to worry about the salt content! If I don't eat some pudding or something sweet, my eyes just start watering."

In short, she would cry, due to the salt, but at Diarmuid's explanation, Tohko nodded. So she had been right about that. "Alright then. I thought that's who you meant..but with so many different universes and variations, things can turn out differently than what you would expect."

And..that smile grew just a little wistful when her parents were brought up. "They were! My parents really were wonderful people! Mom cooked a lot of meals for me whenever she had the time, and Dad was a book editor and let me come with him sometimes when he wasn't too busy. They never had a problem with my tastebuds, and they're the reason I'm a book girl in the first place."

..Notice that she was talking about them in the past tense.