I had it with me when I was at home last... I had just finished cleaning it. [It doesn't feel right to be caught out in the open with a visible gun: usually her weapons are concealed, and people think she's just a little girl. But she'd feel worse if she didn't have it...] But I don't think you're wrong... The organization that brought us here seems really loony. But I've never experienced anything like this.

[Kidnapping, yeah, but this is on some bizarre scale that's a little difficult for Triela to comprehend. She glances to the left, exhaling, clearly stressed out.]

I don't have any idea what to do next... I need to look for someone, but this place is seriously screwed up. Are you gonna be okay here, mister?