I am fine. I was over here - ah, asleep, when all of that...

[she nods toward the portraits]

...began. Coming up out of the grave in the cemetery was the worst hardship I have dealt with today.

[she's fidgeting with the hem of her sleeves, though, and looking extremely concerned as she gazes at the portraits.]

But I am sure the Nightman must be quite cross with... Virgo, who I hear you all managed to lock into a room here.