The situation, should they all decide to attack them, would not be in their favor. Having watched them fight silently, Naoto could easily see that there was some internal strife amongst them, but it could be put on hold. The situation, then had to be rather dire for all to do so. Yet she wasn't afraid of situation advancing towards them, and simply gripped her pistol a little bit tighter, ready to bring out her Persona of the situation called for it calmly. She had faced a death god, after all. After Izanami there was little that could daunt her.

"My hypothesis is close to yours, Elle," she replied, pushing her summoning glasses up her nose. "Regardless of their intentions, we must be alert. Considering the fact they were fighting amongst themselves mere seconds ago, it would be unproductive to hold a truce simply to come down and deal with us when just a few of them could have done so by themselves." Now it was just a question of why they had been fighting in the first place. If anything, at least, the different colors made it easy to distinguish the groups from each other. What a strange way of doing warfare.