At least this Connie had an easy explanation for. "Um, yeah. I'm an exchange student from the U.S.," Connie explains. She really had no idea where to go from there, though. All of what Futaba has gone through... it's nothing that Connie has ever experienced anything like before. She really was no help in this situation. Biting her lip, Connie stares at the tabl, unsure of what to do next.