Eurich nodded, taking back the slate and clearing it.  He took his time writing this time, though appeared apologetic for the delay. He passed it back to the twins and made a kind of shallow, penatent bow.  The slate read: " I am deeply sorry for the loss and shame of your brother.  It must be very difficult to deal with such a hardship with his stoicism and courage. I know that I, nor my sister, should think any less of him.  And you can be assured that that what you've revealed to me shall pass no further.  You may feel free to barrow from my library should you find something of interest. It's not often I'm able to share these treasures with other eyes."<br/><br/>Recallling what he knew of the history of Japan, Eurich seemed to recall something similar to the event the young ladies had described, but nothing spacific came to mind.  It was entirely possible that his memory was merely fabricating an event.  Perhaps he'd have to pour over his historican encyclopedias again, though they were written by Europeans, all of them human.  Which probably meant that there would be no real mention of the events.  Maybe there was another volume that might work to his better advantage.