[ Asuka's brow furrows as she glances up, good eye narrowing at Nasu as she approaches. That's a terrible accent. She swats at the offered hand and starts to clamber back to her feet, blowing out a frustrated breath. ]
I'm fine!
[ Once she's back on her feet, she feels a touch more stable. ]
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I'm fine!
[ Once she's back on her feet, she feels a touch more stable. ]
Don't touch me. Where the Hell are we?