[Kyouko glances down at Labramon, who stares up at her with ears perked forward]

Childlike indeed. . . [The statement is half-muttered to herself]

Unfortunately, that is a question I can't answer. For now the idea that we've been converted to data and the data surrounding your injuries is corrupt is merely a hypothesis.

This Izumi-kun, however, may be able to answer those questions with more specificity.