Yomi felt something sink inside her when Delilah let one hand fall to her side, and she hesitated when the other girl apologized to her. Something didn't feel right about this. Delilah wasn't supposed to just accept things this easily, a nagging feeling told her. But that was exactly what Yomi had been hoping for, wasn't it? An unreleased sigh settled in her lungs. She was confusing herself.

She had been about to squeeze her friend's hand reassuringly when the other girl let go entirely and moved forward. Yomi moved her flashlight beam to keep it on her friend, but she was already moving out past the door into further darkness. "Oi, Hime— Delilah," she called out, correcting herself quickly, "don't go ahead too fast."

Yomi hurried to catch up, glad that Delilah had stopped quickly enough. She swept the beam across both potential directions. In other dreams, she normally went south from here. Going by her instincts, she thought it would be best to trace a familiar path. If they were to meet some big ending or confrontation, it would probably be along Utena's usual route. "We should head upstairs. I've been told there's a way out up there," she explained quietly, taking a few steps forward, but waiting for Delilah to follow in step with her this time rather than outright leading.

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