There was a brief of gasp of surprise before Wes embraced her. It seemed evident to her that he didn't have experience in this sort of emotional situation, but there was a sincerity in his actions that she found comforting. Her Master, in his infinite compassion and wisdom, had chosen to give her a chance to win her over. If it was anyone else she may have dismissed it as them humoring her in order to maintain control over their Servant, but Wes didn't appear to her as the type. 

After all, he was a heretic. A Magus who stood against all established social conventions and norms regardless of the risk in order to maintain his own moral standards. Wes was going so far as to risk his life in the Holy Grail War for the chance to change the world. It wasn't a sentiment she truly shared, Tama was a lover not a revolutionary, but it was one she appreciated in her Master. To find someone who would not judge the world as everyone else and perhaps come to find something worthy of affection inside her.

"Thank you." Her voice barely a whisper as she rested her chin atop his head. She wouldn't dare let him see her face right then. "As long as you keep being who you are, I'm certain we can be happy. It doesn't matter how long it takes for you, just know that I am happy being by your side, and that no force on this realm will tear me from your side. Not even the deepest pits of Yomi could part us!"

Tamamo eased herself free of Wes's embrace with some reluctance. Her eyes moist, but not a drop spilled as her Master had asked. With a fire lit in her buxom that wasn't just the warmth of having buried her Master's face in it she raised pumped her fist in the air.

"Alright! Let's get to it, Wes. There are six Masters and Servant's in the way of our future and I, Tamamo No Mae, will not abide this affront! My passion burns with the heat of Amaterasu's fire and will scour the opposition from our path!"