Charles isn't someone easily startled, thankfully. But he does open his eyes, glancing towards the direction of the noise, and noting the masked man standing some distance away. He's no part of the illusion, his appearance jarringly different in comparison. Smells wrong, even from here.
So he's someone else in Anchor, then.
"You lost? Or just exploring?" he questions, arching an eyebrow. But there's no move to stand just yet. For all he knows, guy might just be passing through. Or he might want to sit in on this too. Long as he doesn't mind that weird, disembodied voice that speaks up every now and then.
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So he's someone else in Anchor, then.
"You lost? Or just exploring?" he questions, arching an eyebrow. But there's no move to stand just yet. For all he knows, guy might just be passing through. Or he might want to sit in on this too. Long as he doesn't mind that weird, disembodied voice that speaks up every now and then.