Anastasia looked at Samsul when he asked if she was alright. She assumed he heard her sigh, unfortunately. After all, she hadn't given any other signs for being unwell or unhappy. Not to mention, Elana hadn't picked up on anything. She nodded her head, "Yes... Of course. I haven't a reason not to be. I'm with my mother and Melor and you.... I'm enjoy a fine meal that people only wish for... I'm wearing fine dresses and expensive jewelry... Why would I not be alright?"

When she finished, she figured she may have gone on for too long, eluding that she was, in fact, not happy. She looked between Samsul and Elana and smiled, "I'm fine..."