Utena could have sworn she caught sight of a flash of orange hair running away into the night, but it went away so quickly that she could only attribute it to an overactive imagination. She looked around at all the people in the hall, both those standing around and those who looked to be on the move. Everyone but them seemed to know what they were doing, where they were going. It was certainly a little frustrating being the odd ones out like this. If things kept going the way they were, Utena was decided that she was definitely going to interrupt somebody and ask just what the hell was happening.

"I have no idea. Both halls look mostly the same to me," Utena said worriedly, turning her light back and forth down the two directions before them. From where they were, she could make out a door in one direction and an intersection to another hall in the other direction. Neither one struck her as better to take than the other. "Maybe we should watch for a little bit and see which way more people are headed, then follow them," she suggested.