"Of course I'm not hurt! I've got you, don't I?"

The smile that spreads across her face is instinctive. It's actually processing her words that take a moment. Sometimes the details drop in piece by piece, right? Like so: here's the moment where Hyra's chest rises with a fresh breath of steam from her tea. Here's the moment where she holds that breath for too long. Did she forget how to let it out? Here's the way her ears start flicking like they want to be touched. Here's those sharp red eyes turning to the ground near Yue's knees. Oh? Wait, but... and then? And then? Here's the color rising to her cheeks. 

Put it all together and what have you got? Well you... wait. But she. A-and Yue. Well she just! Oh. Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no! Her whole body turns warm as a summer day and all of a sudden she becomes very interested in the ball of fluff in here hand where she used to have a cloth. She busies herself with putting the remains back in her bag. They crumble to dust as soon as they leave her hands. She stops. Squeaks. Makes an even bigger show of running her hands all up and down her dress looking for similarly frayed ends where a certain beautiful-but-very-cursed girl had been leaning on it. Is that a... n-no, that's just a normal loose thread. Right? Has to be. Right? Oh gosh, don't [i]pull[/i] at it!

"Oh gosh. Well I, um. I-is... I mean, do you feel..? I can, I can try another medicine if this one isn't working! I've got lots more we can try, and, and... and!"

Take a breath, Yue. Find your smile. There, see? Doing great, sweetie. She fishes out another pair of beads and pushes them into the ground near some of the worst of the blackened grass and shyly draws patterns on the ground with her fingers. Where they pass, some of the color creeps back into the plants. Maybe. Possibly. Just a bit. It's not as if she can perform miracles, it's just that sunlight and plants are old friends, you see? Every curse has a blessing, that's just... science. Isn't it?

"...I thought you were amazing, by the way. The way you fought, I mean. You were so [i]brave[/i] and [i]strong[/i] and, and, pew, zip, zap, everywhere! So patient and confident, and wow. Gosh. I've never, you know, I've never seen anyone move the way that you do. I could never do that. So I just..."

You can see it in those lake-blue eyes, if you're looking closely enough. She blushes and smiles and shyly blinks it away, but it was there, just you try and say that it wasn't! And maybe it was small, but just the same: that spark of desire, that little wish that she could be, that was as real as the sun or the stars or a river full of grabby demons (and fish! don't forget fish!). It's the coin she trades for Hyra's, the wish that she could do something amazing, be even a little bit brave or miraculous where all she has is dull mundanity. Just enough, y'know? Just enough that she could keep up. Just enough that it'd be ok for her to stay. So that this impossibly beautiful wolf didn't look at her and think she needed to ask her to hide herself away.

"I don't mind being in danger. If it's for you. I mean, you'll protect me! Right? Or, well, I mean, I just can't imagine anything bad happening if I'm close to you. S-so, oh! Can I make you some more tea? I have a lot of leaves with me today!"

[Figure Out a Person: [b]8[/b]. Asking "What do you love the most?" and "How would you feel if I tried to touch you? J-just, you know, a little?" She can ask a question in turn]