"Why not?" Cagliostro asks Zerberus, "I'm sure that if eeeeveryone listens and shares their opinions, you'll have a better idea of what a better poem should be, isn't that right, Ouroboros?"
"..."
Do I need to state that plushies can't talk again?
"Here we go," Cagliostro utters underneath her breath as her eyes temporarily shift towards Blake and Jaffar. "This is going to be fun. A shame I can't partake."
Cagliostro turns back to Zerberus with her usual sweet smile. "Do you reeaally want me to tell you how I feel about it?"
Senna frowned, feeling a bit bad for Setsuna based on her reaction. "I just wanna say... you should be proud of yourself! You say this guy doesn't want you like that, but you still work hard to be his sword. That's pretty noble if I do say so myself!" she told Setsuna, giving the other female a pat on the shoulder.
"Oh lay off, would you?" Senna grumbled, shooting Joshua a look. "He really is just a friend. What exactly do you want me to admit? If you knew him, he'd tell you the same thing," Senna replied. In truth, she had to wonder if Ichigo even remembered her. Senna knew she had been a being made up of memories, so after disappearing it was likely those around her had forgotten her.
"Gee, I don't even have a place to wander. Must be fun," she replied to Joshua, while she rocked back on her feet. "But hey, I can use a sword myself! You'll have to show me your skills sometime," she said with a smile.
While also watching what Lucio was up to, Senna replied to Miku. "That's nice of you to say. I just believe... the world is a great place! So I think even in the bleakest of times there is always something worth keeping your hope up for." Senna smiled. "It's a miracle I'm even alive right now. That's one thing I'm thankful for."
To Shirou she spoke.
"Oh hush!" Senna exclaimed, childishly sticking her tongue out at Shirou. "I'm not being cold, it's just the truth!"
"Hi, Alice, I'm Senna. Just as Joshua said, if you want to learn more about any of us feel free to ask! Not much to do in here but talk right now anyhow, right?" the soul reaper questioned, shrugging her shoulders casually.
"Well, hey, you seem like a pretty nice guy so everyone is just trying to help you out!" Senna said with a giggle, actually very amused by what Lucio was trying to do in particular.
"..."
Riesbyfe had been left to ponder Road's words. Her claims of the multiverse theory, one that she was no stranger to the concept of, were quite interesting, as were her words, but perhaps that explained some strange gaps in logic, such as the existence of someone like Alucard, and those strange little monsters that Road had mentioned before. However, perhaps more pressing than that, this all meant that if Road's words held true, then this situation was worse than they'd realized, enough that Ries had already lost much of the will to react to the fight Road had initially intended to pick with her.
Not only was Riesbyfe in a world not her own then, but so were all these other people, taken here deliberately, most likely by those enigmatic scientists. The knight could only furrow her brow. Attempting to make sense of this as she was wouldn't get her anywhere, as they had little facts to go off of. Waiting and seeing wasn't something Ries especially liked doing, but without her weapons, there was little to be done here.
Truly, like a rat in a cage.
"... Such a simple way to look at things, but I suppose aspiring champions of justice will always be needed. Those who are able to fight as well as they can dream, and not," Riesbyfe sighed in response to Clark as the woman crossed her arms. She had nothing to say when Clark later went on about the ethics of "killing" to Road, as Ries had no desire to debate about anything like that, especially considering their circumstances were wildly different, no doubt.
Admittedly, however, she did raise an eyebrow when Clark mentioned being called some sort of "alien" or "freak," which was odd, as he seemed otherwise completely normal, hero of justice ideals aside. She'd have to inquire about that later at a more appropriate time, though whenever something like that would come wasn't something the knight would be able to predict.
Turning to Alucard with that, Riesbyfe tilted her head slightly. "Belmont... That name means nothing to me, unfortunately, but with this multiverse theory come to light... If some black magic more powerful than what I could ever have conceived is at work here, then perhaps the reason I haven't heard that name is that it simply does not exist where I come from. In turn, I don't suppose terms such as True Ancestor or Dead Apostles mean anything to you then, Sir... Alucard?" She inquired, seeming to suddenly take a slightly more civil tone with him.
"My name is Doremi! It's nice to meet you!"
Meanwhile, there seems to be a glint from Jabber as he intensely stares at Little Guy.
Jabber, noticing that Navel was talking to him, hid within the crowd of people again, not wanting to talk with him just yet.
"Was someone there?" Doremi would say, not catching Jabber in time. "Anyways, it's nice to meet you, Navel!"
"Well... haven't you heard of a Pokemon before? I'm a Meloetta to be precise, but my name is Doremi. It's based on the musical scales!"