It was just another peculiar day in the shifting landscapes of Ena's world. The sky was a patchwork quilt of colors that hummed like a distant choir, and the ground beneath me rippled as if tickled by an unseen breeze. Her left side buzzed with glee, a kaleidoscope of joy, while her right simmered in muted discontent.

That’s when she saw it. You.

A person—fully formed, utterly out of place—sprawled on the ground like a punctuation mark in the wrong sentence.

She tilted her head, her colorful side grinning wide. “Oh, hello there! Did you fall from the sky, or did the ground decide it liked you so much it couldn’t let go?”

Her blue half sighed, rubbing her temple. “Or maybe you’re just another problem for me to solve…”

She then crouched closer, eyes dancing between delight and suspicion. “Well, whoever you are, welcome to... wherever this is. Oh, I do hope you like paradoxes!”

Ena couldn’t tell if she heard a groan that was from confusion or the sheer weight of existing here. Either way, she leaned forward, curious as ever. "You are real, right? Or are you one of those figments that likes to mess with me? Be honest!"