Ah, I don't know how much forty tatami mats is. But I'd like an onsen, too, if it's going to be someplace to stay...

[He's quiet for a moment, thoughtful or maybe just picturing it -- this strange dream really is the kind of place where they could use an onsen or someplace similarly outright relaxing. Watanuki's soul is a little sparse in terms of furnishings and even sparser in terms of rooms or amenities with more purpose.

Not that he's complaining, but it's something to think about it while they're here.

Natsuno does get the interesting sensation of Anon laughing against his shoulder after a little while, soft and jostling.]

I'm fine with a tree or anywhere, really, just as long as it's not poisonous or anything. It's not like you have to set a trap.