"A bad idea, hm?" A aged, slightly high-pitched voice called out around them, lacking a source but reaching much farther because of that. This was quickly corrected as a small figure appeared on the lake before them, standing on the water's surface as if it were as solid as earth. A small, old man of Asian descent, though several characteristics about him stood out, beside the fact that he was walking on water. His long hair was as white as moonlight, and he had thick eyebrows, a long braid that hung down to the back of his waist, and a well-groomed beard below his fu man chu that fell nearly to his chest. His skin was bright enough red to look almost on fire, and his eyes were darker than oil, though it wasn't a frightening darkness like that of Xemnas' coat. He was dressed in loose golden robes that radiated a warmth like sunlight, and covered over his hands and feet when he stood still. He was quite short and thin as well, but one should never judge a warrior by his stature, let alone a god. "I do not remember having any bad ideas lately. Maybe you shouldn't be so quick to judge other people's ideas. It might be a bad idea," he went on in his amused voice, a squeaky chuckle following at what barely counted as a joke, but what entertained him nonetheless.