I'm fine, more or less. Just sore from being a battering ram, but that'll go away in a bit. But I'm glad I got there in time. The locals aren't fond of us newcomers; I almost got shot myself when I woke up here.

[ Naoto shuddered a little as he remembered how close that barrel was to his forehead. It was a close call, and if he didn't knock out the man by means of a punch to the face, he didn't know if he'd still be here. ]

They're just lucky I'm missing my arm, or everyone there could've came out worse for wear.

[ Naoto really wanted to give each part of that mob a piece of his mind, but with no Drive and no arm, all he could do was throw a few kicks, and even then that was risky. This whole island situation sucked. ]