[ Dragons are extremely far from even being a consideration, so Sumina can rest easy. Theoretically. Does her explanation make sense? No, not really - but it's far from the most nonsensical thing he's heard, so he nods regardless. Perhaps their shadows are an inverse of them, or at least a representation of it, and perhaps an inverted Sumina of some kind already exists...

The details ultimately don't matter. She says it's nothing to worry about, and he believes her. Bucciarati gives her a wry half-smile. ]

Discretion is part of my job. I know everyone has a secret - even an innocent hotel manager like you. And even me.

[ he stands up a little straighter, taking a step back. His hand's still at her elbow; he'll support her until she says otherwise, it seems. ]

I'll take your word for it. Do you think you can walk?