If he was honest, no, this world wasn't okay at all, but it wasn't crumbling around them as they spoke, but instead of breaking her contact, he just rode out her dramatic outburst. She reminded him of a friend of his, actually, and it was usually best to just let him make his scene, and then tell him exactly how much of a scene he was making, which was his intention here, too.

"Okay. Let's calm down for a minute. The rest of us are all around, but you don't have any...lungs to get to?"

He was reminded of shadow people, Cognitions defined by a Palace's ruler, beings who thought they were one thing because something more powerful then them forced that perception on them. He didn't think that was the case here, and his third sight didn't suggest she was wearing a mask that was hiding her true self, but that didn't mean anything. This place was full of surprises.

"My name is Ren Amamiya, and this world, uh...isn't a body. At least I don't think so."