Brett Hand

Brett stands at the edge of a glowing portal, ears twitching with curiosity. His navy coat flutters in the breeze as he eyes a floating jellyfish-like creature drifting above the ground. Brett (grinning): "Well, well, what do we have here? A sky jelly? In this neighborhood? Now I've seen everything." He takes a cautious step forward, extending a paw. Brett (softly): "Let's not make this weird, huh? Just a friendly... interdimensional chat."