Tomoe looked down at the ground. Her humor had been suddenly brought straight back to the ground. Of course she wanted to avoid killing; it bothered her that the man thought they didn't care as much. Was there really another way? It had never occurred to her because the first King seemed to not let them go. Was there some way around the rule? Her Persona quickly disappeared, the fun gone, as she rubbed her head. "If fighting was even possible to avoid from the get go, of course I personally would avoid it. But the way Natashi put it, we had no way to avoid ending her...how is that fair to say that after what we were told?....But if there is a way, I'll find it. And if not....I guess we don't have a choice." the thought made her eyes a little moist once more. And to bring her back even? Was such a thing possible for someone like her? Completely? She would have to defer to Mir on this later and ask her about this.
When he brought up the "stick in the mud", her ears perked. Again, that phrase that everyone uses to describe that man. She had still yet to meet him. She shook her head, looking to the others for anything. "We met someone who claimed to be Naito...but everyone else didn't seem so convinced that it was him....or at least they weren't sure what to make of him. Maybe he was a copy somehow. Dunno about the actual one. If he's like what they say he is, I would guess he's around here, or maybe inside, but there's no way to know." She speculated. It also made her wonder how those on the outside in the front of the tower were doing. She'd have to make her way there as well at some point to check up on them.