All for the better. And- well, I think we all like you as yourself. [They all have different sides to them- some more extreme than others. Right now, though… they can relax, right, can't they?

She smiles a little at that, though when she feels that stiffness, she slows, fingers going no further- watching his ears. Disapproval? No- not exactly, but…. She frowns, worrying her lip before she offers:] Is it too much? [As much as she wants to keep touching him- she doesn't want him to be uncomfortable, either.]

I'm glad to hear that. I… after all, you matter to me. Of course I'll worry after you. [Which is probably as close as she'll come to saying what this means- that a part of her will always be thinking of the First, even when all the others return.]