[The sun feels so warm. It reminds Minato of the warm spring day back at home before he left it and ended up here. The bright, white, and pristine buildings and cityscape also reminds him of where he came from. He could get used to this, even if he doesn't know when he'll be headed back home again.

But this physical contact requirement. Minato doesn't mind it, but where to start? He had to make a connection somehow, right? That's what he had learned. It was his turn to do so, this time first, after all.

He holds his hand out to you if you're passing by!]

... Can you help show me around? And help me check if I'm real?

[Given that his choices at the local museum, Minato picked up the synthetic paints. He wasn't much of an artist, but he could do something with these, he thought. After having wandered through the city and stealing various cloaks and sashes from the robots (sorry, robots! at least the hoarding earlier came in handy!), along with stealing a couple of cups from a restaurant and sewing supplies from a tailor's shop, he ends up at the fountain.

The paint is limited, so he scoops some of the water from the fountain (sorry again, public property!) and dilutes some of that paint a bit. He flicks some of the color or spreads the paint in various patterns on the fabrics he has on the ground, or twists the cloth and essentially dyes sections of it that way, then sets about making knot bags of sorts.

Please feel free to take one! But there will be a couple he'll save because he's looking to get paid, of course.]

Oh. Sorry about that.

[Does he accidentally splash paint your way, getting it on your clothes? Or is he in your way in general since he's a public space taking up room?]

[Feel free to have at it if you have another idea! PMs totally welcome, too. Thanks!]