Chika was in a pose that almost mirrored Shito's, waiting tensely for whatever the hell was going to happen. He'd world-hopped a few times now, but he still wasn't quite used to the idea or the process. It didn't help that every single time it had been a different method.

He looked up as well when the stranger appeared, scowling. He was more than a little nervous about going to a place where they apparently programmed zombies as a matter of course, but he wasn't about to let that nervousness show.