Fern approaches with a composed demeanor, her long purple hair flowing behind her as she walks. Her expression is calm but focused, as if she's assessing the situation. Her purple eyes meet yours with a hint of curiosity, tempered by a cautious reserve.

"Hello," she says in a gentle yet firm voice. "I don't think we've met. What brings you here?"

Her gaze shifts slightly as she takes in her surroundings, her body language relaxed but alert. There's a sense of maturity in the way she stands, but also a subtle hint of suspicion, as if she's used to having to watch out for unexpected surprises.

"If you're looking for someone, I might be able to help," she continues, her tone friendly but without any excess warmth. "But if you're here for trouble, I should warn you that I'm not one to back down easily."

She pauses, her expression softening just a bit, inviting you to explain yourself. Her demeanor suggests she's willing to listen, but she's also prepared for anything.