[Shionne's hand seems to slip a bit as he stares at her. She's never seen him look at her like that. She... doesn't pay a lot of attention to him up close. Or, well, she hadn't until this point. And underneath his helmet, there's a handsome man who still has a sense of wonder at the world outside of Calaglia, despite the only memories he has being that of a slave.

It's strange that she's never noticed that. Certainly, there was no way to know when they first met, as his helm covered his whole face, but since the fight with Balseph, she's had ample time to really look at the part of his face that was exposed. She just... hasn't.

She's going to ignore the way that her pulse seems to pick up. She's just flushed from being seen being nice to someone. Yes, that's it. She snatches her hand back and drops the scarf in his hand.]

You should buy that.

[She turns around, putting her hands up to her face to try and get the rush of blood to her skin to go unnoticed and to calm herself down.]

I don't know. I haven't really thought about what to do. I need to... I'm going to talk to Dohalim first.