Outside. Okita took a deep breath, tempted to bounce again at the sheer shocking lack of pain in his chest. "Yes, can we go outside first?" He hadn't been able to leave his room since January, the doctors saying that it was bad for his lungs and his own strength too little to sneak out behind their backs. The very idea of being able to run around in the sunlight again... made him bounce.

Which reminded him of another important thing. He cleared his throat, embarassed. "But - do you have any shoes I can borrow? As you can see, I came here like this..." And his feet were both there and quite solid, not like the ghost stories at all. Walking outside in nice new tabi socks would be a shame.