Maria walked up to Sakura, looking up. "Yes, and you're Sakura, right? It's very nice to meet you!" Maria adjusted the laptop under her arm, and, thinking again, brought it up to her chest and held it there. Improved though she was, Maria still had a certain frailty about her, like an object made of strong glass. Still, her arms aside, she still seemed to have the strength of any twelve-year-old, albeit one who hasn't had anything to climb in years.
Maria smiles again. "Thank you so much for helping me get back. Shadow might need me."