Well enough, thank you. An old friend from home is here now, which is nice. He lives next door, although he's not home presently.

[She doesn't mention that Nagato was her husband in those false memories. All of those were false. Including those of being a high school art teacher, just recently beginning her maternity leave.]

Please make yourself comfortable.

[She disappears into the other room briefly, returning with a small tray of biscuits.]