That made Alisa laugh. Not a fake laugh, not a simple giggle, but a real laugh. She understood the joke, and knew what it was linked to. After calming herself down, she ran her hand through her mohawk (which kind of rested flat on her head these days).

"Can... I go... outside... today?" She blinked a few times. "And... has... anyone... asked... about... me? Wait... that is... two... questions. I... am... sorry."