[ Of course she's dead. All of her comrades are dead, spirits from history and mythology come to the aid of humanity. His concern is what piques the most interest in her. Nero's expression softens into a smile. ]

Your kindness is much appreciated, but do not concern yourself, I am all right. I have been dead for many, many years.

[ She won't say for how long, because the less of a pinpoint people have on her true name, the better. She is not...exactly ashamed of it, but she'd rather not deal with "hey are you the dead ancient Roman emperor??? Did you really fiddle while Rome burned???" right off the bat. Thankfully, she's already picked up that this town and the citizens aren't exactly normal ones, much like the random civilians in most Singularities they visited, so she doesn't have much of a problem explaining a bit about what her deal is. ]

Such is our lot as Heroic Spirits called from the past, our deeds acknowledged long after our deaths.