And you as well, Naminé. [Naoto pauses.] Or at least as reasonably well as is possible given our circumstances.

[She frowns, crouching down where she is, close enough so that they can talk comfortably but not close enough to startle the girl. How old is she? She can't really tell just from looking, but she definitely seems younger than Naoto herself.]

This power of yours... would you classify it as 'magic'? If so, I may be able to take some countermeasures.