[ She, too, will stare at him for several long moments. Ori is surprised, in the first place, that he would have even taken note of what she was up to this evening, much less that he would chat her up about it. She is truly unaccustomed to being perceived, having lived most of her life trying to fly as far under the radar as possible even when she, more often than not, ends up sticking out more.

She's worried that she's overshared, and that he doesn't truly care for her answer, but at length she mirrors his long sigh with one of her own. ]

...I am. I'm really happy, actually. To the point that sometimes [ narrator voice: often ] I feel like I don't deserve all this, but... I promise I can take care of myself.

[ Then, she smiles at him, something grateful and sincere. ]

I really appreciate you looking out for me, Eustace.