[When the video first opens,
this is pretty much all that can be seen. It's quiet for a moment because... it took him a while to find his Place of Solace, but even worse than that, this shitty little court is like three blocks from his mom's apartment back home. Except it's not. It's just some random piece of his life tacked onto Promenade.
He sets his portal down on a nearby picnic table, peeling paint and bullshit carved into the wood and everything. It probably says 'Bowen drools' on it somewhere, he's got the nicest twin sister in the world, after all.
He dribbles a
basketball idly.]
So, who's coming down here so I can obviously dunk all over them?
[He offers a crooked smile, it's a friendly challenge despite his apparent need for trash talk. He probably just doesn't want to hang out here by himself. So much for Solace.]
//and one voicemail to Naoto
Hey, uh, if I bring you some coffee, you and your dog wanna go for a walk? I think I still owe you a date or something.