[oh, hey, it's Alaska Guy. Although she's never spoken to him, she's eavesdropped enough to know that he's a friendly dude... even if she still doesn't know what to make of this whole "nation" business.]

Oh—you're America, right? I'm... I'm fine. [with bigger things to worry about last night, she'd forgotten her nose was bleeding. This morning, she's completely oblivious to how messed-up she looks live on camera.] ...After it... after it attacked us, it vanished into the storm—like it was never there.

[she remembers something, and her eyes go wide.]

You're... friends with Sealand, the little boy, aren't you?