"What's the point of having a knife if you're not going to use it to cut," Chara says dryly, eyes darting back to the Eidolon painting. They get it. It's a point about the world they know can't be argued. Violence will always exist somewhere, in some way.

They stay silent a few more seconds before saying, "I wonder how bad things are going to get, now that we're here. We're a bunch of strangers just running around the world. We weren't meant to be here. That's going to cause problems, right?"