Ocean's Breath Plateau when it's too hot, i light it up

It's far too often he's alone these days. The Plateau had become a rotating door of faces and despite his doubts, he still stayed here. Although he often wondered if he should listen to the angry wolf that had blurted so many other places. Maybe he would have better luck that way. Regardless he had another set of faces with him now and any decisions should probably be discussed with them first.

It all gave him a headache. It didn't help when his gaze settled on the brightly colored Blossom. He didn't know what to say or how exactly they had all ended up here. Rokig was a disaster who was only capable of saying one thing.

Hey.