Shinjiro snorted softly. "Nope. We're in Japan. You speak th' language really well, I've gotta say - it's pretty impressive."

Of course that's what he naturally assumed - why else would he understand her?

He scowled at a street that fed into another one that shouldn't be there. "Guess not. None of this makes sense. It's like this whole place is twisted around like a maze - the Dark Hour doesn't do that. What the hell."