"I won't walk into traffic," he protests, but he puts the book away and blinks a few time as the light of day filters back into his eyes.

He stops as Shotaro's grip tightens. He shakes his head. "No... Not like that." It is hard to think about. "I can still read our library, I still have access to it. But the library of this Earth is like... It's like when a computer tries to interpret data in the wrong way. Trying to read an image as text, or the like. It's gibberish."