Jamil meets Mutsumi's eyes, breathing hard, the same sense of unreality still settled over him as well as her. Everything that just happened feels like a dream, which isn't helped by the boba monster exploding into particles as if it never existed. The only proof is their strange outfits.

As Jamil looks at her, he's hit with a sense of deja vu. They've looked at each other like this before, somehow, with the same sense of shared dread and resignation. But Jamil is certain he's barely exchanged two sentences with Mutsumi before that weren't professional courtesy, so what on earth is he thinking of?

"Yeah," he says, belatedly. He's still too flabbergasted to sound pretentious about anything. "Do you--do you know what just happened?"