There's a distinct tug of familiarity in the way this Carpet nods and gestures in eager affirmation, a buoyant sort of charm unmatched by even the most lively of the slithering dusks.

The way Carpet folds near the middle and wiggles on the ends seems to suggest an hourglass shape, and Ienzo's pretty sure he understands the reference.

"Ah? I think perhaps I know the place."

He can't help but smile, which he's been doing so much more of lately that it's almost overwhelming, how different it makes his face feel. How much his heart is stretching open, wide awake.

"Bet you'll enjoy the Bollywood shorts then, huh." He muses wryly.