[ He takes the tablet and points to where he'll touch it to wake the tablet up. The first thing it prompts for is the entry of a username, and Riku's hand has drifted towards 'e' before he stops. ]

Riku.

[ He says it softly, turning the tablet around to face the screen towards her. ]

You'll need a username. Something people will see whenever you put anything on the network, like leaving a note that anyone can read.

Could always just put your name down. I did. Easier that way.

[ Don't think too much on how, if she sets to work on inputting her username, his teal eyes keep darting over her face, the set of his eyebrows carving a small crease between them. Her return brings up a whole world of possibilities and he grapples with how they're both sweet and sour. Selfish as he is, he saw how it ground one friend down, how it stole another from them in the blink of an eye. Felt the agony and then the relief when the other him was ripped out of existence completely.

He might miss them, but he wouldn't wish this place on anyone, not even his worst enemy (but only because he'd be stuck here with him). ]

It'll be okay. Everyone starts out like you.