"Tch." Shinjiro shifted slightly with his axe again. He's supposed to be dead. It's not reassuring to know that this place was real enough, that if Castor went out of control, he'd be putting others in danger. That these Shadows posed a threat to her even if they also weren't real.

He's not going to encourage her instinct to worry, though. "You don't need t' fuss."

"So this is just some kinda illusion over the maze we were in already." Shinjiro blinked slowly, and then looked around. He resisted the urge to curse - he wished he remembered any of this. It's almost tempting not to believe her, except her explanation made more sense than Iwatodai's streets magically changing. "So ... we treat it like any other maze, then?"

(( ooc: sorry for the delay - thank you for your patience with me! ))