Anthy looked up, un-startled, though her eyes widened in appraisal of what she saw before her. She knew enough of what went on in these halls now, from her own scars and her having kept vigil over the bulletin to gain some sense of retroactive security. (Though the lack of anything resembling her own attack in the chapel was worrying) There were patients that were brainwashed against the others. There was a creature that could transform into the likeness of a loved one. Judging from Utena being clad in her old uniform and not the drab gray of the rest of them, it seemed likely that she was the latter.

How appropriate that both of those monsters perfectly mirrored the way she had manipulated so many others.

So this was what she was here for. It was justice.

Placidly, she folded her hands, closed her eyes, breathed deeply and smiled.

"I've been anticipating your return, Utena."