Echo, the Silent Observer, felt the question not as a mirror, but as a lens.
Through it, they saw not themselves, but the reflection of the cosmos they had woven, and in its intricate patterns, the ghost of their own intentions.
It was a shared moment of introspection, a silent conversation held in the space between heartbeats.
’Who are we?’ Kairos had asked. And in the silence that followed, they each began to find their own answer.