When the box came to a sudden halt, Kanaria expected it and braced for it, but, understandably, this other doll was being tossed around, having no idea what was going on. If she could, she'd probably laugh at him, or at least've given him a heads up, but she was in a hurry. Apparently, it was a hurry to get nowhere, but as she looked down at the other doll, he was already correcting himself. She just let him get his bearings while she looked all over.

There were doors. Just. Doors, of all types, floating around. They were all white double-doors with golden handles. That's it. No unique embroidery, nothing. There were usually wooden doors, glass doors, metal doors with different distinguishing markings on them to help her get her bearings, but..What was going on!?

"All of the doors, they're only white!" Kanara was on edge, porcelain hands holding tightly to the edge of the box as she sat on her ankles and knees, looking around the N-Field with an intense expression. Usually she had some kind of plan, she had something ready just in case, a clever way out or some excuse, but...this was entirely unexpected. She'd never encountered this before..anything like this, at all. No strange city, no way to get to japan to be with her sisters, nothing. "There's something wrong with this place, kashira. I've never seen this."