He tilts his head. Shinjiro had wondered if that was the case, but he couldn't be sure.

At her question, he nods. "He was waiting for us in one of the floors." Inside the damn maze with the mirrors. That was one floor he was glad to get out of. He didn't need another presence inside his head that he sure as hell didn't want. He wasn't some toy to be played with. None of them were. "Just been biding his time, I guess. That was yesterday." Or at least he thinks it was.