Oh... yeah, we have that first aid building open now, too. [There is a pretty strong flash of concern as her eyes flick to him. YOU WERE VERY HURT SIR...] Do you think people are going to keep getting hurt like you and Chijin and the others did?

[At his own question, she slips the papers between her hands, folding them further while shaking her head. That concern stays, though it morphs a little, tinted with a regretful sort of fear.]

Mmn... kind of.

[She's never, ever been a good liar, and that doesn't change here.]