Good. [Sasha doesn't flinch when he touches her, even when she briefly realizes it's his burned hand and a momentary concern flashes across her face. She hopes it doesn't still hurt him with how nasty it looks.] That no one died, I mean, not that you got- [She sighs and drags her hands up to her hair to rake her nails over her scalp. She's going to ruin her braid at this point but that's low on her list of concerns at the moment.]

But you, Tim and Martin got out in one piece. Good. That's-that's good.