[ Her eye widens at the sharp change in his whole demeanor. She honestly hadn't expected that to work. Yenh bites her glove off and puts her hand into his, moving quickly as though a window of opportunity is vanishing. Without the padding layer, it's once again obvious how truly tiny she is beneath all the combat gear and the put-on swagger. Yet it's only with a hair of hesitation before she pivots her hand to tangle her fingers into his. ]

[ He wanted honesty, then he'll have it. She meets his eyes with a wild intensity. ]

Yes. I am lonely. But what option does the Warrior of Light have? [ A completely absurd and meaningless smile creeps onto her face. ] Anyone I could choose as a close companion would become a target. Why should I ever put anyone I care about in that position?