"Yes, we are thankful for that much, at least."

Yes, it's blasé, but Jin Zixuan would prefer to blow the whole thing over as not a big deal, than to dwell on the tragedy of it all with a stranger.

At her question, he shrugs one winged shoulder. "Well enough as one can, I suppose. ...When turning into a bird."

Though, that's quite enough about him, for his tastes. He looks over to her and counters, "How have you found your experience here? Was it hard for you to adjust?"