Larea's head twitched up for a moment as Zel spoke, unsure if she wanted to look at him yet or not. Her posture relaxed a bit, though she was still embarrassed beyond all belief, and she knew for a fact she wouldn't be able to just forget it happened like he was asking.<br/><br/>After a few moments, she finally willed herself to timidly look up, just enough to be able to see him through the still-damp hair that hung in front of her eyes. She saw more through the look on his face than his words could say, and at the very least, the idea that he could be mad at her was no longer a possibility. He may not have been striking the right notes with what he said, but his eyes did enough to ease her mind, if only a little.<br/><br/>She looked at him for only a few moments before shooting her eyes back to the ground once more, hiding the red that was quickly building up again. She waited a moment, and gave him a nod in response; the motion was so small she wasn't sure he caught it, but she wasn't quite feeling like repeating the action. She started walking back towards the inn again, this time not quite as sluggishly as before; it was her hope that a night of real rest in a comfortable bed, that didn't end with her standing naked in front of a man, would ease her mind.