[Acid trip...? Naoto knows he hasn't ever done something like that, and he hopes Paprika hasn't either.]

Perhaps it is a dream, then. [If he thinks about it, some things certainly do seem off. Though he isn't sure why he would be dreaming about Paprika.]

[Naoto tries to tug off the uncomfortably large lab coat, but for some reason it tenaciously stays on him. Very odd, and a bit frustrating to boot. He glances up when Paprika starts moving.]

Not particularly. But the investigation... [Even if this hotel may not be real, something about it is tugging at him to stay.]