"But this still seems to take the same design of narrow pathways to choose between..."

Naoto often spoke to herself, so no one needed to reply. She goes quiet and looks down as the cogs obviously begin turning in her little clockwork brain. Yousuke picks up where she leaves off.

"But how did this get here? Even back before any of us had shadows, that room was from Adachi, and the shopping district was Saki-senpai. Is someone in here we don't know about?"

He hasn't watched the midnight channel in awhile, so it was possible.