The man looked up, a genial look on his dark-skinned face; the globe briefly stopped spinning without his attention, which drew attention in turn from a few others.

"It's a wayfinder; if your soul's used to moving, it rolls to show that. And since we are always moving with the void..."

The man shrugged nonchalantly.

"The colors are simply favorites of mine. What about you, traveler? Do you like them?"

If Konoka glanced over her shoulder, she could see people were starting to take notice of her, though still with polite distance.