Rise was a loner; he preferred working alone to being in a party. It was more because the people who were assigned to him could not keep up with his rhythm. He always ended up protecting everyone instead.
They were a burden, and so Rise went ahead. Everything was on his own terms, without everyone pulling his leg and slowing him down.
"This gate was huge..." Rise looked around, his pace slow and relaxed. He even stopped to admire some exotic scenery along the way.
In fact, what he was doing was somehow weird. Strictly speaking, there was nothing in this gloomy and ruined world that was worthy of being admired.
However, his thought process was exactly odd, but he was Rise Lee, and even if people knew about this, they might say, Oh, it's fine, because he's Rise Lee.
Everything about him seemed to make sense as long as they knew he was Rise Lee.
