Writing Underwater, well, on a Train Underwater (OPEN)

Nilo looked up at the two, blinking lightly as contemplated the offer. It wasn't like he had to be home... But the small group of artists could be a fun experience while it lasted... He sighed inwardly, putting on his polite smile in a nod before answering.

"I would love to come. Thank you for your kind offer." he said as he continued up the river of people.

(Oh that sucks. Well, welcome back.)

This was a bit more than Sky had bargained for. She hadn’t planned on being the leader in the matter considering out of the three she was probably the newest to the island. She would think that the other two would take the lead since they seemed to be native to the area or at least the white skinned boy said he was from around there if she recalled correctly. Eh. Then again, she supposed it wouldn’t do to complain. After all, being the leader meant she got to choose where they ate right? And thus no one could complain if they didn’t get what they want.

Cruel? Not at all. It was just the price these two would pay for taking her offer and making her leader to boot. Can’t have nothing for free you know? In any case, with everyone on board, Sky would give the pair a light smirk as she reached into her bag, pulling out her skull covered black phone. She would click it on and boot up the navigation app before looking for a food joint.

“Heh. You don’t have to be so formal, Nilo. You are welcome any time,” she would say as she looked from her phone to other with a small smile and then her eyes would turn to Satoru. “I have no idea what is around here since this my first time visiting, but according to Navi here there is a nice café a few streets down that serves a variety of foods,” she said as she examined the directions on the phone before nodding as she slipped the phone in her pocket.

“Come on. It is this way," she said as she began to walk and lead the way to the café.