[ Sensing the brief lull in the man's awareness, the way it dips like a bump in a long road (fraught with plastic slides and glaring neon) — Kizuna's expression pulls in momentary wonder. It breaks soon after, a laugh flickering in his throat. For his consternation with the situation, he's quite agreeable, isn't he? ]

Don't worry. This place loves to throw twists and turns at us, but I won't lead you astray.

[ He ducks a low archway that leads into the play place proper, a sprawling complex of garish Valentine's hues and various tests of physical prowess. First up! A foam incline, just barely in the image of a ladder that ascends up to a platform. ]

Your knees might get a little dirty, though. Any reservations about that?