Sighing, the Traveler takes the thumbtack-looking thing and, pressing it to his temple, pushes the four-inch long spike all the way into his head. He starts fiddling with the end of it.
"Patience. One would expect a relatively ageless entity to have such. Now shoosh. Am focusing."
Koi closes their eyes. More for the mental effect rather then anything else. Not like the eyelids actually block anything. Reality Rips as he attempts to relocate the bundle of low yield agricultural product to the correct spot based on the provided data. He likely will get a headache from it regardless of success or failure.
As Koi prods the fabric of reality with his mind, he feels something unexpected. Like dipping one's finger into warm butter, the medium melting around it, offering little resistance but leaving no hole in its wake. But furthermore, on touching his mind to this place's bare fabric of existence, Koi is struck with a powerful jolt of
smothering contentment. Due to his state of mind, Koi recoils from this with such intensity that the mental backlash immediately causes Espada to drop to their knees, vomiting. Though Koi bears a rather painful amount of the strain as well.
A buzzing sound, growing increasingly louder. Not like the buzzing of static, but bees. Definitely bees. After a few seconds it resolves into a something you find intelligible. ...est, Test. There, that's probably you. What exactly are you up to?