"A wise point of view," Runyu observes, trying to picture what he's being told about this world in his mind. There seems a great deal to understand and come to terms with indeed, every minute of his existence here a new adventure. Time has not passed this slowly for him in centuries now.

"Have you been well here? Do you miss your home? If I am not prying," he goes on to ask, walking them up to the counter. For their needs, a room would be best. They fumble their way through explaining that Runyu needs more open space than borrowing a conference room will allow, but that they do not need a room for more than a few hours at most. There's an exchange of money, then an access card, and off they go to find their room, Runyu thinking absolutely nothing of this.