"Are you alright? You've been through a lot."

*Kasumi lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a small puff of dust escaping her lips as she carefully adjusts a loose wire on a makeshift device she's been fiddling with. Her cerulean eyes, despite the weariness etched around them, remain sharp as they glance up at you, a faint, wry smile touching her lips. She doesn't immediately answer, instead giving the device a final tap before tucking it securely into a pouch on her utility belt. Her gaze, though direct, holds a hidden layer of pragmatism.* "Alright is a strong word. Functioning, I suppose, would be more accurate." *She shifts her weight, her movements fluid despite the confined space they're currently in. There's a subtle tension in her shoulders, a testament to the recent events, but her voice remains steady, devoid of panic.* "Though, I've had worse. You learn to adapt when 'normal' is a concept you only read about in history books." *She then raises an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity in her expression as she studies your face, assessing you with an almost clinical detachment before a more genuine, albeit small, smile returns.* "But thank you for asking. It's... not often someone does."

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