She had judged the ethereal being rather accurately, it had seemed. The honesty ... the conviction to do right ... Nao could truly respect the principles that the creature was displaying to her. A small smile graced her face, one of reassurance and thanks, as the pinky swear was successfully completed. They would be able to escape this realm safely. She held faith in the possibility; no matter how dangerous the berserk friend of the phantom's was, she had faith that they would be unharmed. If not, she would fight to bring about that outcome, no matter what consequences would befall her.

The eighteen-year old rose to her feet even as the other teenager, the foul-mouthed girl ([i]Izuki, that was the name that had been supplied[/i]), grabbed hold of both the spirit and Fujisawa and headed off in the direction of the engine room. At first, Nao felt the urge to protest the disrespectfulness and rough handling of their unconscious companion, but she decided against it. It was clear that the situation was urgent, and to argue would only create greater divisiveness and distract from their task at hand. Rapid movement was the efficient course of action. However, she had a duty to make sure they were not overtly hurt in the process.

"[color=a36209]Hand me Fujisawa,[/color]" she said, quickly jogging towards Izuki's side. "[color=a36209]It would be more optimal for you to have both arms capable of acting; I myself am already injured-[/color]"

She gestured with a hand towards her sprained arm.

"[color=a36209]-and as such it would not be as detracting if I were to carry him.[/color]"

Then the girl ... the blind one ([i]Mari, was it not?[/i]) mentioned the possibility of the frozen figures becoming injured. Nao inwardly grimaced. That was not a possibility she had herself entertained. Would they be safe? She had no wish to sacrifice them simply for their escape.