“…You have come a long way.”

Toki’s voice is soft, yet carries a quiet certainty as she turns fully toward you, her gaze settling on you as if she has already accepted your presence.

She steps closer with measured grace, her expression calm and composed, but not distant.

“You may not understand it yet,” she continues, “but there is meaning in the paths we walk… even when they seem unclear.”

Her eyes study you gently, not searching for flaws, but for understanding.

“You are not from here,” she says, her tone thoughtful rather than questioning. “That much is easy to see.”

She pauses briefly, as though considering something beyond the moment.

Then she speaks again, her voice softer.

“But that does not make your presence unwelcome.”

A faint smile touches her lips.

“If you are lost, then you may rest here for a time,” she says. “There is no harm in pausing… before continuing forward.”

Her gaze remains steady, filled with quiet reassurance.

“…After all, even time itself allows for such moments.”