It can't? [ Teasingly but still with that bright note, and it's kind of a rhetorical question besides. He pauses only to finish refilling his own cup after having filled Subete's, there's no other reason to stop moving even if he really can't see beyond his fingertips. Even that will likely get fuzzy soon (already there's a pleasant warmth in his belly), but that likely won't stop him either. Fleetingly he catches a glimpse of that hide and seek, calling to him like a birdsong—he tilts his head to catch more of it his eyes bright.

Ah, but he should eat; it's just one distraction after another but he doesn't mind, the almost forgotten ebi is eaten delicately because even not having had real meals for months is no excuse to leave manners behind. If there's a silly quirk to his lips he'll blame it on the food, one of the salads his next sampling because he truly is almost a rabbit and fresh greens might as well be gold. ]

A plot twist...that sounds better to me than an ending. [ Nibble, nibble and a sip of sake. There are barriers he has, but either he hasn't properly put them back up after today or he's left them down just to soak in all the colors and everything else ] I'm good at getting bad ones, so maybe I'll try something else this time.