Nhaama, this was hard. Adela could feel her face burning as she was next to him, and while it was cold iron she felt next to her she knew it belonged to Haurchefant. That just made it all the more difficult. And it wasn't like she didn't have her own armor, so maybe this whim of hers was... Ill-conceived.

In a show of her agitation her tail lashed, and despite her best efforts she couldn't simply relax. It was getting to be too much for the little au ra, and her mind raced because of the closeness then and there. It was new, but there was the question of if it meant anything to Haurchefant. Or, if like everything else, it was just him being genuinely kind. It probably had nothing to do with her at all.

"I'm not keeping you from anything, am I? Be honest."

Adela, in hindsight, would realize that it wasn't the most tactful thing to say. Unfortunately, her fear and doubt were enough to keep her from voicing what she really wanted to ask -- whether he was indulging her because of a sense of duty, because she was the warrior of light, or if it was something else entirely.