The portals had been a point of curiosity when they first came into being; when they fell and blossomed. They were still very much a draw, Kazuma wanting a glimpse at all things possible. But a few peeks into what appeared to be his own homeland, complete with their own unique momentoes, had tempered the rampant urge to look into every single one he came upon.

There was a bit of a draw in seeing someone else held up in front of one though, especially when it (even in the darkness) seemed to be a familiar face.

"Manabu?" Ah yes, definitely still curious. Can't keep that note out of his voice. "What is it?" And--yeah, no he's going to try and get a good look over his shoulder, thank you.