“Oh! Fruit! I can eat as much fruit as I possibly can!”

Ms Pac spawns a bowl of fruit and stuffs her face.

“I know it’s not ladylike but I CAN’T HELP MYSELF! Me and my family can’t get enough of those delicious bonus points!”

Reva's eyes would flutter for a few moments, the pair nearly closing again... until they suddenly shot open as the woman realized she wasn't in her home or bed. (Not like she'd fallen asleep in her bed away, she'd crashed on her couch without even remembering it.) A series of loud metallic clangs filling the air as she got up... still fully dressed in her armor. As it turns out... she fell asleep in it. Either that or she was genuinely so attached to it that it showed up even in her dreams.

"Where... is this?" She'd quietly ask herself before suddenly turning around and seeing the young girl walking in and greeting them. The knightly woman casually waving back to her a bit awkwardly.

She'd listen to what the girl had to say before looking over the note. The mint haired woman's head tilting a bit as she... managed to understand the rules, but the context behind even being here was still eluding her.

Poor girl hadn't had a good dream in ages, she didn't know where to start in one...

It was only after she heard Chrono speak that she actually realized she was with others. Her eyes growing a bit wide as she quickly stammered out a small greeting to the two.

"O-oh um... Hello. I'm Reva..." Yup... that's about the extent of her people skills right now. It certainly didn't help that she was a behemoth of a woman. Standing at 6'2" and covered chest to toe in heavy plate. The woman looked like the definition of TANK

However, after her awkward greeting... she'd shuffle out the door after Chrono. She didn't exactly want to get left behind here.

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Upon leaving their designated room, the party might expect to be met with less bright pink, and they'd have been dead fucking wrong. They would emerge into a hall... of sorts. It was more accurate to say that the party would be surrounded by a pink void, covered by clouds of the big, bright and fluffy variety if they tried to look into the distance. There wasn't much of a floor, per se - but the walkable area of the ground would be easily indicated by the occasional spot of bright light coming from the invisible walkways, and it would show that their path would lead them to a plaza of sorts, with a fountain that shot up - get this - vaguely pink water into an elaborate pattern that reached far beyond the outside of the fountain - only for the path of the water to abruptly and impossibly arc inwards to land in the fountain. How... bizarre.

Of course, if the party had any doubts about stepping onto what probably amounted to an invisible walkway, they'd at least have the reassurance of their host standing on before they could, patiently waiting outside of the door. If they stepped out, they'd be able to notice that their room was a door that appeared to be simply floating with nothing connected to it, with even the walls that they'd seen inside of the room invisible from the outside - and it wasn't the only door present, with several, color-coordinated doors for each person.

After they had a moment to take in the area that they now found themselves in, their host would give a hum, and introduce themselves:



...She was bright and cheerful, and perfectly matched the area that the party had found themselves. She would turn away from the door and walk over to the fountain, taking a seat on the side of it.  She decided to address all of Crono's questions as she addressed the things she was sure were on the party's mind.



She finished her little spiel looking down to the floor, her face flushing in embarrassment. These guys weren't the first ones who had been all apprehensive after reading that note - maybe she should rewrite it? She made sure to mentally bump that up a bit on her priority list. She didn't like getting everyone all spooked.




...As for the one who remained in the room instead of leaving, Ms. Pac-Man, when Lavinia stepped away from the room, the atmosphere would... change. Everything within the room was still pink, but it all became tinted with orange. If one were to glance outside, the sky would be darkening - sundown? Did sundown happen in dreams? If she stuck around in the room or looked around more, she'd be met with gradual adjustments made to the room as it became run-down in an almost time-lapse way, with dust gradually covering several of the surfaces and the water that Lavinia had left for them becoming obviously moldy.

Occasionally, and with just enough speed that Ms. Pac-Man might be able to wonder if she'd seen it in the first place, the light outside would disappear - and if she watched the windows, she might be able to catch sight of a figure with no discernable attributes besides 'humanoid' rushing past her field of view, blocking the light from entering the room at those moments.

It was still outside, and Ms. Pac-Man wasn't quite in any danger. Yet. But that might be her cue to leave.