"I wish I could see it..." He murmurs, daring to step closer--if only to see what more there was out there. "For real, I mean. In-person, for myself."

This, as much as it was a glimpse of the world Manabu knew, was just that: a glimpse. It wasn't as though he could step through and be on that train, or experience anything that Manabu described. It was a wonderous sight, but bittersweet in the fact that it was unattainable in its temptation.

"You must be rather proud," He says, managing to tear his eyes from the scene to glance back. "To be from somewhere like this, to be able to see space this way...It's one thing to know we're a part of it. Another to see it for yourself."