[Her expression lightens a little at Ly’sinitial response, relieved that he at least seemed like he wasn’t that bothered her something she didn’t have control over. His reasoning, though, puts her in a contemplative pause. It certainly didn’t bring her any physical harm, but it was directly linked to a really traumatic experience that she desperately wished she could get over.

It wasn’t like he could do anything about that, and she especially didn’t want to talk about it. So, after a couple of moments pass, she forces herself to smile (to try to avoid further questioning), attempting to appear as casual as possible about it.]

It’s — haha — it’s fine. Don’t worry about it, really. Just a more annoying nervous habit than most, I suppose.

[She raises her shoulders in a shrug, humming a little in thought as she assesses how she felt, at the moment.] A little better, I think? It’s... it’s going to take a while to get used to this place, though.