[ Ryoji looks down at the rock when Minato gestures at it with his head, thinking that it wouldn't matter if it were bright neon orange or a dull slate grey- he wouldn't be able to tell either, just by looking. ]

You're always listening to your music. There are other things to listen to, you know... The water. [ He says it a little teasingly, stepping carefully back up the bank and onto the grass. The sound of the water rushing past smooth stone and thick grass was what brought Ryoji here- or so he though, until he saw Minato take that tumble into the stream. ]

It's such a strange world, isn't it? It makes me want to see everything, listen to everything, be everywhere.