Yue burns so brightly you could probably start a fireworks show with her body, assuming you'd come prepared for the possibility. That is to say, she's not packing sparklers or big star burst rockets under her armor or anything, and she's not glinting and gleaming and dazzlingly beautiful or determined. She's watching Rose with eyes so wide they might keep her from sleeping tonight, you see. 

A body like Yue is super bad at lying. With her face all flushed like it is you don't need her to open her mouth to know that she's never seen, um. Never, uh, s-seen anything like this before. Never seen (oh gosh) somebody use (meep!) their tongue like... l-l-like that before, and on! Oh goshies, on [i]that[/i] and... oh shoot, knights don't say goshies, do they? See what I mean? Terrible liar. 

And if it's obvious she's never been in a situation like this before it's just as obvious that any attempt she made to claim otherwise would sound so ridiculous that you'd go and call the next person to tell you something a liar too just to balance out the scales. She'd say it with her squeaky little stammer but the words would be all bravado and other junk she's read in romance novels, and all the one's she's read are famous enough that you probably know them by heart. Don't you? Doesn't everybody? Yeah. 

And if it's obvious that she's combustulating with embarrassment and that she shouldn't bother trying to lie her way past it, then it's even more obvious that she's not brave or valiant. Or at the very least, that she's not seasoned or experienced in... anything, really. Maybe if you were a generous Countess you'd chalk her trembling up to her very obvious and extremely real (ha!) injuries, but you couldn't miss that shake shake shake that gets her armor all rattly and clankerous-like. And brave knights worth the act of conquest don't shiver themselves half to death in the face of dragons, and their fingers don't curl daintily into their gauntleteded hands with the distinct impression they're having thoughts about touching their own bodies and dreaming about what they've seen. No, a Proper Knight wouldn't do any of that stuff. 

And if it's obvious that she's blushyful and can't talk her way past it and some kind of impossible combination of scared and turned on (but like, in a very innocent country maiden sorta way, y'know?), then it's the most obvious thing of all that her little beginner's gag isn't the least bit necessary to keep her tongue tied and mute for the duration of this little conversation. Y'know? She's sunk deeeeeeeeep beneath the waves of this here leviathan of a situation and she. Is. Duh-[i]rowning[/i] in her stuff, and if she dared to open her mouth at all she'd be lucky if a whimper came out of her. And if she was unlucky: a moan. Oh, she's turning even pinker! So you see, she doesn't need to say anything to explain so super clearly that she's not a knight, not at all, the outfit might be gorgeous but she doesn't even really know where she got it, right? She's nobody worth mentioning, nobody worth treasuring, nobody worth the effort it takes to throw her in a dungeon and tease her secrets out of her. 

Though, if you tried that you'd get them all inside of half an hour. If you were any good at the job. So that's kind've a point in her favor, right? Like I said, honest girl. All sun farmers are honest to a fault. And when you've met another one, you can tell me that it isn't true, so there.

But she chances a tiny glance at Cyanis and she sees the way the poor cutie is shaking like a leaf on a paint can mixer on a seesaw in the middle of an earthquake, and how her tails are sooooooo bushy-scared and losing their comfy pampered luster right before her eyes, so nervous is our favorite two-tails. And she sees the way Cyanis is trying to sneakily nod at her, no wait shake her head, no wait nod, no wait shnod diagonalwise? But her eyes are saying please and please and please and just for good measure pwease. Don't sell me out! Aren't we friends? Buddies? Acquaintances? We had that tea!

If it's obvious that all the other stuff is true, it's just as obvious that silly Yue's eyes are gleaming full of courage right now. The every day sort of courage that knows it's not up to the task but makes the effort to try anyway. The absolute power of an overwhelmed girl who does her best to sit up straight before her magic ouchies make her hunch so dramatically back down. The maximum effort baring of her maiden's heart and staring straight back into the eyes of the Countess Keron. And not even losing the staring contest, at that!

She shakes her head. Almost imperceptibly at first, but then firmly. And, oh, would you look at that? She [i]is[/i] a knight, at least in the ways that count. Because knights don't flinch when the moment calls for it most, right? Because knights are bravest when they need to be, right? Because knights protect adorable and innocent little maidens from cutie jail. Right?

Of course they do. And of course she does. Guess you've got no choice but to throw her in your Sky Dungeons, huh?