Chrono freezes in the midst of swatting at Rosette (braids are delicate), eyes widening. 'Incomplete design'... that sounds familiar, like something Shader had said ages ago.

If only he'd been better at listening, back then.

"What..." Less a question in itself and more a breathed exhale. He leans forward, around Rosette, so that he can peer urgently into the camera. "Where is he? Did he do something to it?"