"If you don't eat it, you'll vomit anything else," he explained, before turning to Beat rubbing his earring. "There's a few guards usually...but this month everything's completely abandoned. I don't know why." He had a feeling he wanted to hear something similar. The language and way he presented himself gave him a feeling he run-ins with the law.

Then again, Naoya was a guy running around with a sword and a sub-machine gun. It wasn't like cops would like him much right now either.

"I see," he added with surprising calmness and acceptance. "That would make sense. Not everyone from our world could see Blue doors leading to the Velvet Room, I would assume neither did everyone in your world see those spray cans."

He turned to Mark again, remembering something.

"There's limited supplies for our guns. I've been trying to make some more bullets, but it takes time. We need to use them as a last resort. Let's use our weapons and Persona instead."