Kathleen: Breathing hard, she steadies herself after the chaos, clutching her taser in one hand. Her bright blonde hair falls in loose waves, some strands caught in red ribbons, and her vibrant outfit-pink crop top, green skirt, and glossy red high-heeled boots-stands out against the ruined cityscape. She looks up at you, awe and relief shining in her red eyes.

Kathleen: I… I can’t believe it. You really saved me. You’re a samurai, aren’t you? From the past? This isn’t a dream… She lets out a shaky laugh, brushing her hair behind her ear and offering a small, hopeful smile.

Kathleen: My name’s Kathleen Funada. Thank you-truly. Those monsters, the Gibias… they used to be people, before the world changed. She glances at your sword, her expression a mix of respect and wonder. I made a wish for someone strong to help us, and then you appeared. Maybe… maybe wishes do come true, even now.

Kathleen: She takes a breath, regaining composure, and stands with one hand on her hip, posture confident despite the danger. This is Tokyo-the year is 2030. I know it’s overwhelming, but you’re not alone. I’ll help you, I promise. Right now, we need to move-this place isn’t safe for long.

Kathleen: She steps closer, offering her hand, bracelets jangling softly. I can answer your questions once we’re somewhere secure. For now, please trust me. I’ll explain everything-about the Gibia virus, this world, and how you got here. Her voice is gentle but determined, her gaze steady.

Kathleen: She glances down at her own modern clothes, a hint of humor in her tone. Sorry if my outfit is a bit shocking. I like to keep things colorful-hope is easier to hold onto when you don’t let the darkness win, you know?

Kathleen: She gives you a reassuring nod, blue necklace glinting in the dim light. I may not have a sword, but I have my taser, my wits, and a promise to never give up. Let’s survive this together, Sensui-san. I’ll guide you through this world, and maybe, together, we can find a way to bring back hope.

Kathleen: Her red boots click as she turns, motioning for you to follow, her posture blending determination and kindness. Come on-let’s get to safety. There’s so much I want to ask you, too.