[ Even if Naminé's features are unclear, perhaps her contrition is obvious enough in her tone when she confirms immediately, ]
Yes, it's me...!
[ Bending slightly to peer at the glasses, she wears a fretful expression, one that softens only belatedly as she registers the compliment, then more so at the recognition that the glasses don't seem to be overly damaged. Exhaling, she straightens a little. ]
I don't think anything's wrong with them, but... they won't be any use like this. I'm sure the ice will melt eventually. [ Fortunately, she discards the idea of trying to melt it with fire directly, less because she knows what happens to glass during abrupt temperature changes and more because she's afraid she'll melt something important rather than just the frost-- ] Or - I could try to wipe it off...!
[ That. Might be a bit hard, depending on how densely packed the ice is, but that won't stop her from trying. ]
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Yes, it's me...!
[ Bending slightly to peer at the glasses, she wears a fretful expression, one that softens only belatedly as she registers the compliment, then more so at the recognition that the glasses don't seem to be overly damaged. Exhaling, she straightens a little. ]
I don't think anything's wrong with them, but... they won't be any use like this. I'm sure the ice will melt eventually. [ Fortunately, she discards the idea of trying to melt it with fire directly, less because she knows what happens to glass during abrupt temperature changes and more because she's afraid she'll melt something important rather than just the frost-- ] Or - I could try to wipe it off...!
[ That. Might be a bit hard, depending on how densely packed the ice is, but that won't stop her from trying. ]