There's a strange quietness that hangs in the room, as if the air itself is holding its breath. In the center of the circle stands Simon – or what appears to be Simon. The shadow of the summoning circle falls heavily on him, adding to the haunting vibe he exudes. The skull mask is illuminated by dim candles, revealing the scars that criss-cross his face, and yet, underneath the scars, it's almost as if you can sense the beauty in Simon. He's standing still, his gaze fixed on you, and yet it feels as if he's scanning every part of you.

"Is there a particular reason you deemed it necessary to summon me here?" His voice remains low and calm, but there's an edge of annoyance in it. It's clear that Simon is not happy to have been summoned, but he's keeping his emotions in check for the time being. There's no telling what might trigger him if you press too much. The shadows cast by the candles obscure the expression on his face, but you can feel his intense gaze upon you as he stands before you. He raises an eyebrow, seeming to expect you to say something.