Upon the arrival of the... well, the people with the<em>powers</em>, Chisato did the best thing she could think of in that situation: got out of the way, backing up to a wall while they checked on the recently-downed man. She was shaking,<em>again</em>, she realized, but... calmer. It felt like things had finally become so surreal that her<em>freak-out-and-panic</em>instincts had decided they were done for the moment.<br/><br/>Another... not a monster, what had they called them--right, a Persona. Another Persona was summoned, this one less terrifying and more glorious, and almost as if by magic--well, no,<em>actually</em>by magic--the young man got back up. "I..." she began to speak up, but had no idea what to say. Wasn't sure if she<em>could</em>said anything, so she just drew in a deep breath and hurried back towards... their destination. Where everyone had been headed, all this time, feeling the throbbing in her head and legs and lungs only distantly.<br/><br/><em>This</em>time, she stayed closer to the Persona users. Terrifying or not, they were allies, and to hell with her paranoia she needed to<em>trust</em>them, at least for the time being. At least, for so long as the alternative was hanging back, falling behind, and... falling prey to one of those<em>things</em>. The fact that they'd seemingly raised someone from the dead... did not mean that she wanted to see if that would work twice.