Emilia startled as she saw the huge man stepping out of the crowd. He was -very- intimidating and Emilia regretted her words as soon as she saw him. She could barely make out what was being said, the french language being so awkward and going at an extremely high speed. Yvonne seemed to be pretty direct, which sort of intimidated Emilia. Because of that, she just nodded. Her mouth was hanging open like that of a small goldfish, staring at Yvonne and not being able to respond to her directness much.<br/><br/>At the question whether she was heavily wounded or not, she just shook her head in a little bit of a daze as Yvonne seemed to be content with Emilia choosing her over the foreigner. Emilia felt a little bit sorry for him and let him know that much with a look and quietly spoken words.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: TEAL">"I... I'll be fine mister... thank you for your concern. Perhaps we will meet again?"</span></b><br/><br/>In the moment with the foreigner, she completely missed the treatment the girl in the crowd was getting. Maybe if she had seen it, she would have been warned and may have changed her mind. Instead, she turned back to Yvonne and smiled insecurely, ready to follow her, wherever she would take Emilia...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>