[ Something about the way his countenance changes sends a shiver through her body— despite the fact that if anything, his warmth has only increased. And while she doesn't know the whole story (between Kaeya and Amber, she's heard pieces here and there, but she's positive it's not the whole extent of it, and she's never asked— it's not really her business), she can understand from his words alone the truth of his anger.

(And if it's not really her business, then why is she asking now? There's a cold anger twisting in her stomach at the way he suddenly looks so vulnerable, so tired— even if the expression and warmth quickly fade back into his usual stoicism, she...)

Her frown deepens, and it's once again without thought that she lowers her hand from her chest, moving to wind her arm around him once more, that same glove coming to rest on his back instead, and once again she's left wondering why she's trying to comfort him when he can clearly take care of himself.

She sighs once more. ]

I understand that you cannot tell me. And I won't press Captain Alberich for more information either. But... [ It's here that she pauses, thinking over the words she's about to say once more, a breath rushing out between pursed lips. ] ...You know I am good at finding answers. So if there is something— If you need help finding something, you need only let me know.

[ Despite thinking over them so carefully, the words still leave a weird feeling in her mouth once they're spoken into the cold air. Everyone knows of her loyalty to the Knights, and she is not a member of Diluc's family; nor is she a lover or even really a friend. So why...?

She shakes her head, trying to dislodge the feeling. ]

I'm sure that from someone like myself, that is a strange offer.