Ah. You're... sweet, Souji. Worrying like that. Unnecessary, but. Sweet. Futaba's smile fades and her gaze redirects itself to the floor.

"It was my own Palace, so... probably not as dangerous as it could've been. The others had already cleared a way to the Treasure Room, and pretty sure my Shadow was kind of keeping an eye on things."

Her Shadow being the ruler of the Palace, after all. And therefore able to control the Shadows that wandered around in it. Her Shadow had wanted her to face the truth, and that had meant her making it to the end.