When he mentioned about carrying a metaphorical flashlight around to help with the darkness of the past, she couldn't help but smirk the tiniest briefest moment, as she thought it was almost ironic considering her ties to fire and could be deemed as a living torchlight. A blink and you'd miss it moment of a smirk. She didn't even take note of him telling the shadows that she was alright just moments prior. She looked up at him with her tear stained face, her grey blue eyes looking more grey than blue in this moment. Yet seeing him smile softly at her did make her smile ever so slightly back. "thank you John" she said.