[It's dark in the evening when he finally blinks to awareness. It takes him a second to realize that, no, he's not on the bottom of a ravine-- instead, it's... the hospital.
Great.
Just, great. First this place won't let him sleep at all, now it makes him sleep for days, weeks? Fantastic. And you know what's even more fantastic? The second he steps out of the hospital, it isn't the street on the main island, no -- he steps through the hospital doors and straight to what seems to be... a party.
Kiseki is determined to make him fit in, though, and makes him change right as he makes it to the Garden Island. He barely pays it any mind, blinking at his surroundings, wincing at the music, quiet and slow though it may seem to others.]
... the hell? [Right. Well, as long as he's here, and everyone else seems to be, too... might as well make sure everyone who needs to be here still is.]