"Mm... The temple to the smaller fortunes in a concerning way, and all of the people I've gotten to meet so far in a good way."

Kiriko stepped forward, swallowing a little as she listened to the mountain of a woman. A very interesting-seeming person. there were people from all different- Her train of thought was cut off as someone cleared their throat. Right. She couldn't afford to lose herself in her mind wandering right no...

"Huh... I never thought about it that way." She looks slightly upward, frowning slightly, then nodded. "I suppose that's not wrong in a sense. I think in a sense the Void is the being we interact with. I've wondered for a while if it doesn't have some intelligence we can't fully comprehend all its o...

"The Void is everything and nothing. We are always within it and connected by it. So there aren't really kami involved... It's just... the Void. It's already there."

"I'm sixteen," she replied with a nod. "... Hmm, now I can't guess because it will be influenced by already knowing. Now I look and go, 'Oh, sure, Funegao no Hirame-san looks 17.'"

"Mm... Sometimes I see them, but I don't think the human mind is meant to see that much, so it makes my memories a little... muddy during those times. Too much to try to absorb."

"I am taking part. But it's hard to answer your question without knowing what you're guessing my age to be," she responded with a tilt of her head.

"Hmm... Yes, probably," she acknowledged, looking a little spaced out herself. "Like a fraying rope of reality, forever."

"Hai, something like that. Move without thought and the world takes you where it needs you to be," she nodded. "Hai. It's the first time I've been away from my dojo. I'm enjoying seeing so many new things."

"They might be different versions of the same places," she mused. "After all, if different things happened there, they might be different than how we know them."

"Oh, if it was Isawa Natsuko-san, it might be that we went to the same school," she said, looking back up at him with a perfectly content expression. "I could have wandered lots of places, but I ended up here."

She reaches up and pats her hair. "Allow yourself to follow the flow of the world, and it will take you where you need to be."

She bowed in return. "I'm Isawa Kiriko. Pleased to meet you." At his description, she glanced around the docks. "Are they? That's good to know. I've never been to docks before. I'm sure I'm here for a reason, though. Of the many possibilities, I ended up here, after all."

"Exactly!" She agreed with a soft smile. "It's so nice to see an experience so many new things."

"I don't think it's a different Ningen-do. I think Ningen-do is just much more complicated than we can see," she replied with a shake of her head. "I remember a jumbled mix of things. Maybe it was echoes like that."

Someone stepped up beside him, a short young girl who looked like she might blow away in the next strong breeze. Watching him for a moment, she then took a deep breath herself, trying out what he was doing. "Hm... That is nice, isn't it?"

"Certainly, though it may or may not be the same us as this us," she replied with a nod.

"If you don't know which direction to go, I've found the guidance of the Void may not take you where you wanted to go, but it will always lead somewhere interesting," she replied with a nod. Then she closed her eyes and pointed apparently at random at the menu. "I'd like that, please." The was a dou...

"Please, thank you," she said, dipping her head toward him. "I look forward to both... It sounds like it might be nice for the morning, too, if it's hard to wake up."

"Thank you, Seppun-sama," she replied, taking a seat. "I haven't traveled much, so it will be interesting to see what they serve here. Do you know much about it?"