[As usual, she's halfway through a cigarette when he finds her. It takes her a second to respond, quietly exhaling smoke before she looks his way, tiredly.]

I don't know that I should be thanked for it.

[Considering a child sure did die. It's not like she regrets getting that confirmation for what they both suspected, but— she didn't want him to die for it, either. And then, even his death hasn't allowed her to shake off her anger.

Well... it is what it is.]

Are you okay, Kiyomitsu-san? I couldn't keep my eyes on the battle for as long as I would've liked.