"Saitou..."

The Chizuru on the altar keeps her eyes on him for a moment or two longer before they flick to the Chizuru by his side, and she swallows hard. She looks like she wants to say something, to warn him, but - her mind is hazy and it's hard to formulate the words. Before she can get anything out, though, the Chizuru closer to Saitou tugs on his arm.

"That... isn't me. It's the monster..."

Tears well up in the Chizuru on the altar's eyes and she shakes her head. "No, I--! I'm not a--..." Arguing isn't going to get them anywhere. If they're to survive, they need to keep moving, but how... The door behind the altar is locked tight. "We can figure that out later. For now, we need to... um, we need to keep going!"

She casts her gaze about the room, frantically trying to figure out if there's anything that can be used - and then she catches sight of some of her own skin and she looks down before yelping, bringing her hands around herself to cover herself. She'd known the other Chizuru had been naked, but she hadn't been expecting it of herself.