[ Honestly, it was the same for Minato once upon a time, sitting there with his elbows propped up on the windowsill of the lounge and wondering what's out there, where the train is going and whether the people he'll meet when they finally stop will be nice or not. Instinctively, he knows that's not how it works; the perpetual darkness outside and the little pinpoints of light isn't space and they're not headed towards any star, and despite the feeling of motion, they aren't really moving- or, at least, it's hard to tell when there's no reference to a start or an end.

He'd wanted to know what's out there, but now that they've come to a stop and he's given a chance, he'd spent all of two seconds outside before coming back to where it's safe and familiar. He'll get to it... eventually... but he's always taken his sweet time doing what he wants, while time isn't exact infinite anymore. ]

I'm staying here, in the Velvet Room.

[ No mention of whether he has to, let alone if he wants to; the fact is, he's going to be here. ]

My job is to guide you guys, and there's a lot of you... It's no good if somebody needs help and I'm not here. So until each and every one of you are able to find a resolution, I'll be here. I won't abandon you.