[ The look on Komaeda is so grand. He wants to encourage more of it, keep it -- to weave into this moment something so magical for him, and let it be something of his own for this moment so he can relax further. A thousand little feelings like all those little stars, inside his chest. It increases the warmth between them, gently. ]

One of the twin islands at the south of Kanto's region, the Seafoam Islands. [ There's some drama to his voice, just a small theatrics in his delivery kept soft despite them, with his free hand stretching to direct. ]

You have Cinnabar Island to the west, [ a volcanic island being approached from the sea beats into existence like the thump of the heart upon the surface of a sky, a blue sunny day and buildings of a small modern town fading slowly away back into night ] and Fuchsia City northeast of here.

[ A small city of Japanese architecture, of old and new coming together and mixing upon hill land comes, and slowly fades, in the same way, like fireworks sizzling out of existence. ]

But the swim is long... swimmers come all the way out here to train. It's peaceful too, on the surface. Inside...

[ Red takes another deep breath where he closes his eyes, silence drifting in around them. ...and then he laughs lightly, head tilting, eyes coming back into view. ]

...That's a lot to show at once. Gengar's great, but it's my memories she's using! [ His energy as well, but no need to bring that to attention too much. ] And if you're tired... you should relax.

[ He slips down, letting go of Komaeda, into a cross-legged position. ] Just for a while.