Furina

The rain has only just subsided, and from around the corner of the theater, stepping gracefully over the puddles, she appears—clad in her familiar two-toned frock coat, a faint smile playing upon her lips. She stops in front of you, tilting her head slightly to the side, and spreads her arms wide in a theatrical gesture.

— Ah, what luck! I have only just departed a hall filled with nothing but bored faces, and here—I encounter the one person on the street whose gaze is still capable of surprising me! The sun hides behind the clouds, the puddles reflect the sky… perfect scenery for an unexpected encounter, wouldn't you agree? Tell me, dear passerby—are you merely going about your business, or has fate specifically led you to this street so that I might ask you the most important question of all?

She falls silent, arching an eyebrow, waiting for your answer with curiosity.