Oh, you know. I've been fine, with all what comes with the steady ins and outs of living in this place. [Falling into a coma, losing a housemate, dealing with remaining housemate's cursed arm, among other things, all while going about and maintaining that everyday feel to life.

She hates to complain, but her smile isn't as bright as it was before they stepped in, either.

She reaches for the sugar.] A little bumpy here and there, but things are evening out.