Pyra looks beyond to the rising sun. Even in this world dawn is a beautiful thing, she observes. She notices Kirby shuffling a bit. "Rise and shine, little guy," she says. Kirby's eyes blink open as he hops onto his feet. "Poyo," he squeaks. Suddenly, a resounding growl emits from the puffball. "Oh, are you hungry?" Pyra asks, being met with a nod. She gets up from her stone seat and looks around. She catches sight of a bunch of trees bearing large fruit in the distance. "Then that's our next destination," Pyra looks over to the sleeping Joker. "We just need to wait for him to wake up first."
With a determined look on his face, Kirby runs over to Joker and repeatedly taps his head with his foot. After a while, Joker slowly woke up, eyes adjusting to the sunlight. "Mmm? Am I still alive?" he asks. "I think so," Pyra responds, helping Joker to his feet. "Who are you? What happened to Mythra?" he inquires upon seeing the strange woman with full clarity. Pyra ponders how to best respond. "Well, my name is Pyra. As for Mythra… well… she's inside of me." Joker blinks for a bit, trying to wrap his head around that statement. "Is she… your Persona?" Misunderstanding him, Pyra responds "Pretty much right. Mythra's a different persona of mine. Well, actually, it's more like I'm- nevermind. Point is, she's dormant for now."
"Interesting. I didn't think I would find another Persona user in a place like this. Nice to meet you, Pyra. My name is- uh, just call me Joker."
"I see. Nice to meet you, too, Joker. But, um, what do you mean by persona user? You also have a separate personality inside of you?"
"Separate personality? Not exactly, no. Arsène is nothing more than a manifestation of my rebellion. Ordinarily, I would have other Personas at my disposal, but… for some reason, they seem to have all vanished upon my arrival to this strange Palace. There are other Persona users like me back home, and we called ourselves the Phantom Thieves. If you, too, bear a Persona, then surely you've heard of us?"
"A manifestation of… what? A Palace? Phantom Thieves? I'm sorry, but never heard of those things in my world before. You're losing me here."
"Your world… I heard something like that from Mythra before, saying she was from some world with a weird code-like name. And if you're saying the same thing, then…" Joker paces back and forth. "Could this not be the Metaverse? And in that case… does that mean this isn't my 'world' to begin with? And if that's true, then… where are we?"
A figurative lightbulb flashes above Pyra's head. "Wait a minute. Did your world ever converge?" Joker blinks. "Pardon?"
"I'll explain everything after we eat. Speaking of, where…" before Pyra can finish, a resounding explosion sets off in the distance within the fruit trees, "… is the little guy. That doesn't sound good." Joker readies his gun. "I'll be sure to ask plenty of questions once we're through here. That puffball could be in danger!" The two dash away from the stone circle and toward the forest of strangely-proportioned fruit trees.