[He did not think he could be more confused and yet Seiji is here, feeling vaguely violated in a way he can't explain. He is in a room that looks like a very ornate and ostentatious hotel room, dress in a silk shiromuku that implies a very traditional and yet unbelievable event.]

It does not matter. [It does. It very much does, but Seiji does not want to think about what it means right now.] Kidnapping people for the sake of some scheme? Why would we? I do not know how we came to be here, but you are very mistaken if you believe I care to reignite the war between our worlds.