Naoto had decided to finish the cookie while Shura decided, chewing on it thoughfully. She was surprised; it really did taste almost exactly like what they had back in Japan.

Shura's response brought another small smile to Naoto's lips, and looked up to the other woman.

"I have no problem telling you whatever I find out, as long as you keep it to yourself for the most part. ...Also, if you were able to survive in such a world, you must have some cunning on your own part. There's different types of intelligence, and all will be needed to unravel this mystery."

Holding out her hand, Naoto nodded.

"Shall we shake on it, then?"