Is there something I can tell you? I do not know, I never did.

-- 「Still, I collect teacups, devour books, cough up music and am forever halfway convinced that ink and letters are Living Things; give me a question or just my cherished nonsense wrapped in a mail that I might further my reserach, if you so want~」

Also, a reason for my collection of teacups? Might be that I empty the contents too fast.