[ It takes an extra moment for Naminé to recognize the nature of the shapes ahead of them in the dark, but she makes no resistance to being drawn into the alcove even before she fully realizes they aren't alone. Tucking herself into the space as best she can, Naminé frowns at the edge of the wall she doesn't dare look past before her gaze shifts to Ira at his words. Eyes widening slightly, the girl would probably look paler thereafter if she weren't already a bit green around the gills at the moment. ]

But they're...

[ Just some guards - innocent enough, potentially. Although-- a beat passes, wherein she blinks as she realizes... ]

... Part of this mirror world, I suppose. It's hard to say if they're real or not.

[ More or less than Ira and herself are here, as part of a dream to begin with? There are a lot of tricky existential questions at play that Naminé doesn't feel equipped to answer. Finally shaking her head, ]

I-- don't want to hurt them, but I won't stand by if they try to hurt you, either.

[ She'll just have to figure out how to be... gentle? With her spells. Easier said than done, considering she's not confident in them to begin with, but a necessary ordeal, perhaps. ]