[He can't say he's a fan of her new look. She looks -- not battered, but shaken enough to cause alarm. Mitsuru's composed 100% of the time, usually. Compared to him -- he looks just about as ordinary as ever.

His hand drops timed with her turn, lest he inadvertently end up holding her at the hip. Indecent....]

Hard to tell. [He hasn't any way of timekeeping; he could've checked his device at the start, but he...didn't. That might've actually been smart.] But since the beginning, I'd say. Started out in a weird tunnel, didn't think anyone else was there.

[But who knows.]

So that might be part of the level. [Is it even appropriate to call these things 'levels'? It's weird and feels weird.] I don't think we're supposed to feel welcome here.

[Between their surroundings and the mini-movie that's continuing to play off of various reflective surfaces. He's not really paying attention to that.]