Wow Rin talked a lot. It was annoying and it made Shiro's head hurt more, but he kept his complaining to a minimum. For one, he really did need at least some medical supplies, and he would likely have to redo some stitches. Or this Yukio person would have to do it. Shiro felt slightly better when he heard that Yukio was an exorcist, too, since his wounds had come from a demon. He would be better at treating them if he knew to expect claw marks.

But that last part, that makes him frown. 2011? That definitely wasn't the year that Shiro remembered it being. Whatever this place was, could it warp time as well as space? Assuming Rin was telling the truth (which Shiro doubted, by the way. But he was entertaining the thought for a moment), that meant there were some shenanigans going on. And there was only one demon that Shiro knew of who could manipulate time like this...

"If Mephisto did this, then I'm shooting him when I get back," he muttered under his breath as he held onto the towels. But it did explain things a bit better, like how this Rin kid somehow owned the sword despite Shiro having just obtained it. Maybe that would explain the strange feeling he had gotten from the sword too. It had been empty the last time Shiro had touched it, and now it was definitely full of demon soul.

Shiro just needed to figure out who Rin's father was, and why the hell Shiro would even give him a demon sword in the first place.

"It's 1995 for me," Shiro admitted, "And I'm not the Paladin, not yet. Just your everyday upper-first-class exorcist sent on a bullshit mission that's clearly gone wrong."

Though it sounded like he eventually became the Paladin. Awesome. All of his hard work would eventually pay off then.