[ The shimmer of his surprise glances off his empathy, like the way sunlight morphs the vast shape of the sea. Kizuna understands it intrinsically, how it wells from a different place than most surprise he encounters when he's being cavalier about his love for others. Gaze roving over the other man's features in a similarly soft curiosity, he hums. ]

I don't mind. But everyone's reasons are so different... I could probably spend hours describing them all to you. [ Now upright, he takes a glance at the other options to take off from the platform. Rope swings, monkey bars, a huge net... ] It's a risky path to take when nothing but where we stand right now is guaranteed.

[ The resort and its occupants are ever changing, after all. ]

But I don't find myself shying from it. What do you think of that?