Nesah quirked an eyebrow when the other woman suggested she was a foreigner. She did not remember her then? Perhaps she had ended up falling off that roof and hitting her head, or perhaps that man had clubbed her over the head. She did not have time to ponder it, for what the girl said next annoyed her. Nesah was easily offended, and often the slightest suggestion that someone might be offending her was enough for her to feel offended. She pursed her lips as she looked at the other woman. "No, I'm from Europe... You didn't get beat to a bloody pulp then?" She asked in such a casual tone that it was clear that she didn't care whether Saoirse had or has not been injured.