Aa. If I had to choose.

[Just to make that clear; he’s not some kind of fantasy daydreamer who thinks of mermen and stuff. Nope.]

Fishing, hm. I don’t think you could fish up in the clouds.

[What would life be like underwater though? Which, to be honest, he’s not sure they have much of around here. Makoto has an ocean of sorts around his lighthouse home, but that’s not… “the ocean” respectively. There are pools in the park, but those are in the Near Shore. So maybe nothing up here. Which is kind of fitting? Strangely enough.]

Heh, you’d come visit no matter where you lived. And we’re going to have it. Sooner or later; I haven’t forgotten.

[He knows he’s not going to admit that lack of apology so call him out on it, yep! Sousuke reaches up and folds his arms behind his head, leaving the device sitting on the pillow beside him. It gives a profile of his face at least, gazing quietly up to the ceiling.]

No, I don’t think it’s a bad thing. I just don’t… know of anyone else besides from you that can fly. So I don’t know how this world handles that.