Cesidia blushes and smiles. "I think it was first when you saved me on the street. The way you looked at me... not pity, or anger, but not indifference either. It was... I think it was admiration. And the way your voice sounded when you told me not to go back, I thought I was crazy at first, but I know what I heard. There was worry in your voice like you were scared for me."