Initially Chloe frowns as another voice interrupts. They don't belong here, do they? Or perhaps they do. Why wouldn't those she's met on the islands be here? Maybe there was a way, in the end, for everyone to find their way to each other again.

The words themselves don't fit with her vision. Because that's what it is, isn't it? Just a vision. One now ebbing out of existence until they're both back in the shop once again.

At least this illusion was a pleasant one.

Android bird still in her hand, she looks down at it. Assuming it won't turn to dust, explode or fizzle into nothingness as well, she's going to keep hold of it. A reminder of things that have been and things that could be.

"It's alright. It looks like we were able to find our way back. Though I think I'd prefer the mansion, honestly," she says with a little smile. No hard feelings at the intrusion or the loss of the fake time with her artist friend.