"No one knows." Except Reimu, but that was moot since the shrine maiden wasn't there.

For a long moment, Marisa stared at that hand as she debated smacking it away. She didn't exactly believe Ciel when she said she wasn't going to speak of it again. But... she had a nasty leg wound and if she didn't get it taken care of with someone who obviously could, Patchouli would scold her. So, she took the offered hand.

"Yeah... fine. Whatever."