Mikado was distracted from his own pain by the shock of witnessing two people die right in front of his eyes. Even the corpses of the monsters before had been a different matter than seeing two humans simply cease existing in front of him.

He felt his heart stop for a moment as the world constricted painfully. He didn't know--what should he do? Was this his fault? He felt like he might faint, but was it because of witnessing the deaths or his own pain?

Did human beings... Really have so much blood?

It was an odd thought, among it all. It was just shocking, his mind must be trying to focus on something. Even Erika's laughter was a distant noise to his ringing ears.

Her question snapped him out of it, forced his heart to start again and his breath to fill his lungs. He was shaking like a leaf. They were here... There was a reason they were here wasn't there? There was... They had to find Masaomi.

He looked up at Erika with eyes a little unfocused and dilated. But he nodded, forced himself to stand, though he couldn't really get his one arm to move.

"I'm okay. Are you...?" Was he okay? It didn't matter. He didn't know. He could moved. Was Erika okay? He couldn't even yell at her for killing people, he didn't have the words. To be more honest, even through the shock his emotions weren't strong enough to raise his voice in the first place. He was well aware she'd done it to protect him. He might consider it excessive, but he was also not sure what right he had to be picky when he was the one who put her in this dangerous situation to begin with.

Was that attempting to justify? He wasn't sure.

"W-we... Need to find Masaomi. He's definitely here."