Ethan nodded slowly, his gaze steady as he met Ryogu's eyes.
"Yes. I would like to go there," he said. "I want to understand your race better."
Ryogu smiled, a calm and genuine expression that carried neither suspicion nor calculation.
"Of course," he replied. "When do we leave?"
"Seven days from now," Ethan said after a brief pause. "I still have some matters to settle here."
"Seven days," Ryogu repeated, a hint of genuine warmth in his voice.
"We shall prepare a welcome befitting a man of your stature, Ethan Hunt. Our lands are... different. I think you will find the atmosphere stimulating."
"I'm looking forward to it," Ethan said, nodding.
"But for now, enjoy the Tower. My staff will ensure you have everything you need."
As Ryogu waved to his guardian, who was currently shouting in triumph after beating a high-score on the Whack-a-Mole machine, Ethan stood up.
