No.

“There isn’t a Keyhole Unsealer, right?” — Una sat down on the floor, careful not to knock her improvised key basket, rubbing the still moist velvet cover of her boots to try to calm down.

“Well, we didn’t find it, but in theory, it can exist...”

“She must have obeyed her own second voice without question where I resisted. Her weakness of will sealed her fate. At the same time... We aren’t mortal enemies to each other, are we?”

“Of course we’re not... If my dream of eternal fulfillment ends like that, it may not worth it. She can never try out so many other sexy things!”

“Alright. We are in a giant facility that abducts women and tests their ability to resist the sexual temptation. I’m trying to get out of here, you’re trying to make me enjoy the trip. Simple as that. Agreed?”

“Yeah. And if you fail, we’re fucking dead!”

“I’m glad we understand each other.” — Una jumped to her heels, picked up the hat, but approached the masked girl first and measured her pulse, which was still there. After that, she let her hand drop and exhaled heavily.

“If the Architect wants her to live, he’ll find a way to give her water. Our job here is to not follow her example.”