“Well then, Sora, I’m Joker, stage manager of the carnival!” Beaming, he comes over with a few easy strides and offers his one hand, wooden fingers outstretched. “How are ya takin’ ta the place?” Honestly, he should probably keep his nose out of it. Sora isn’t one of his performers. Still, doesn’t it make things easier for the whole carnival if everyone is at least content?