[ And on top of all that, she had to amputate her friend's arm. None of it was easy, and yet as she draws in another deep breath through her cigarette, there's a sort of distant numbness in Shoko's expression. ]

Me? Hmm... I wonder?

[ No, she's not quite okay, but she's not not okay, either. (The nicotine helps.) ]

Guess I'm kinda surprised at how quickly it all went to shit. It sucks... Are you used to dealing with these kinds of things, Henry-san?