"That...that makes me so happy..." She smiles, tears welling up in her eyes, but they were not tears of sadness, no, they were tears of happiness. She smiles apologetically at his predicament, and nods, pointing out a box that held some shirts. "There should be a shirt in that box that will fit you." She smiles, but then the smile disappears. "Does...does the blood make you feel bad? I-I'm so sorry." She had not known, nor in the beginning did she think she would care, but now...after all that had happened, she was beginning to feel different things, happiness, concern, love. It was all so new, but it was a good thing to experience.