A solitary compartment full of Question Marks.
The iconic burlap mask and a suit stained with some saliva hang on a nearby coat rack.
Mr. Question Mark stands by the window in a rare posture, observing the "grand melee" outside.
The sleeves of his white shirt are rolled up above his elbows, secured with sleeve garters. His exposed forearms are pale and hairless, marked with a birthmark in the shape of a Question Mark.
The top button of his collar is undone, revealing a delicate collarbone and a necklace in the shape of a Question Mark.
Above a slender neck is a face slightly leaning towards masculine, yet with a hint of "prettiness," giving no sign that he was already over thirty before becoming a Pseudo-Person.
Despite such a visage, he is unwilling to show it to others, which is truly strange.
Medium-short hair with an inky greenish hue, with a few strands of bangs hanging in front of his eyes.
