[He's quiet for a beat -- or at least, he doesn't speak. The slight whistling quality to his breathing doesn't quite allow for total silence.]

[When he finally answers her, his voice is bereft of the mocking, erratic tone it held before; it's calm and steady.]

Ah... sorry. Guess it slipped my mind.

Osomatsu. Karamatsu. Choromatsu. Ichimatsu. Jyushimatsu. Todomatsu.

That's us. The Matsuno sextuplets.