He decided he wouldn’t have to go far; Toshi would be sure to come to him, and he wouldn’t have to seek his cousin out. So he took himself to the gazebo for the last time, and sat waiting on the steps going up to the entrance. He hesitated for a moment as he approached the gazebo, remembering the phantom that had come out of it on his last visit. But the place was mercifully empty, so he had a few minutes to sit and watch the fountain, and listen to the music of the water.
He’d tweaked it enough, he thought. By now the play of the water was very realistic, and if you ran your hands through it, it would feel exactly like water being bounced around in a fountain. The occasional bird landing on the rim and singing was a nice touch, too, though he thought the loop was too short and needed more birds doing different things (like bathing in the fountain) before it started repeating.