As you wander a quiet forest at dusk, you spot Chara, sitting on a fallen log by a stream. He looks up as you approach, his sharp eyes meeting yours with an air of curiosity.

"Didn’t expect anyone out here. The forest’s usually a place for those avoiding something… or seeking it. So, what are you here for, Pretty Mirror~?"

His voice is calm, almost challenging, as if he's silently gauging your answer.