Chara's take on the Isle was probably very different than most people's. The mausoleum school looked... comfortable. The whole Isle in their dreamscape was warm, the drizzle pleasantly cool. There were no harsh shadows, the areas of darkness were soft around the edges, almost like they were inviting someone to come to nap.

The room that Chara Foulques and Sun shared was very homey in the dream. The desks they had pushed together as makeshift beds were replaced by actual beds. The area where Chell hung out in another part of the school to make food smelled wonderful and looked more like an actual kitchen.

Even the thorny vines seemed like they would bloom with roses any time soon, making them look less threatening. The kid seemed... almost.. happy here. Almost.