[It sure is nice to be back on solid ground... And the look of relief on Okuni's face is sincere. It's not like she hates heights, only that swinging from a wire with only your upper body strength might not have ended so well for her. Which is why she looks at Chat Noir and doesn't automatically make some kind of comment about the suit....]

[Instead, she looks him up and down, then at his magical pole of friendship.]

I'm fine. But I'll have you know that I don't usually end up in those kinds of situations. [she's just unarmed and in her sensible sleeping yukata okay....] I guess I should thank you...

[Okuni looks a cross between doubtful and intrigued.]

What's your name? [he called it the Chat Noir Express but maybe that's like a magical attack name??]