"Yeah. It's completely different." Heiji tapped the tip of one finger against his temple, thinking. "The language and the streets, of course. But a lot of other things, too. Back home, it ain't as tense as it is here. London's 8.3 million people all tryin' to get the better of someone else. Back in Osaka, kids like me."

By which he didn't mean him personally, of course, but they liked foxes. They knew what he was, and they wouldn't necessarily scream or run from him.

Heiji listened to Sasuke for a few moments. "Even if you forgot some of it, you can't lose what you were born into. It'll always be there for you."