Asuka glanced up and wiped a few stray strands of hair (and some sweat out of her eyes). For a moment she blinks in suprise - she hadn't expected anyone else to be out here (well, she probably should've) and she straightens, trying to fit back into her role as a competent, boastful professional. It felt like there were cracks, but maybe if she believed it hard enough, she wouldn't be a stupid, unloved little girl.

She shot the newcomer a grin and shrugged, "You think so? Thanks. It's not exactly my specialty, but I did... something like it back home."