Regretful Reunion [Shin/James]

The scope of the Velvet Room was vast, reaching through the untold depth of the unconscious. In the moment to moment, its space was fixed and finite, but as needs changed you would find what it was fixed to be different to what it was before.
Big but small. Real but fake. Ephemeral and yet concrete. Its nature was in so many was contradictory, but the room cared not for that as it continued to be anyway.

In one of the many rooms, an attendant had carved out a space for themselves. Circles and symbols were carved into every inch of the floor. A grand TV had been set up, connected to all manner of playback devices that spanned all eras of film and video, and in front of it lay a velvet blue couch that rest atop the sigils on the floor.
A thousand contraptions and alchemical devices were strewn across the space, constantly in activity as steam, metal, and purest water flowed about the room. Shelves and racks pressed against the walls, each one bearing fascinating curiosities and fantastical reagents at every level. Off at the opposite end of the room, there was one shelf in particular James was working on as he hummed away, films and relics there over being reorganised.
And near the place where Shin would awake on the floor of the room, bound by the chains that marked the use of his persona, there was a shelf of reagents that featured a shimmering, golden goblet entwined with flowering vines, beautiful and irresistible.