A brow arched at his question. She hadn't overly been expecting a voice of concern about her well-being while they were stuck in the box. Naea had to admit it threw her off slightly. Though that might just be part of his master plan.
Whatever that might be.
"I'm... fine. Only get weird around very large groups of people in fear of being trampled, but other than that, unless I can't breathe, I'm okay in cramped places. Why do you ask? Are you okay? You aren't going to freak out on me and start climbing walls, are you?"