Liz blushes slightly, but does her best to hide it.  "No...I agree entirely.  We have a very different.... relationship... than Xy and I do.  You're my teacher.  And I am really eager to learn..."  Her blush deepens slightly as she realizes how that might come across, but it's too late to fix it now.  Instead, she looks at the pillow once more and starts her writing again.  This time when she pulls at the fibers, the pillow moves immediately, lifting back up to her eye level.  Liz braces herself for the nausea, but when it doesn't appear she breathes a sigh of relief.<br/><br/>Turning again to face Cayn, she tries to gage his reaction.  She also waits patiently for his next instruction.  She can't wait to see what he'll teach her next!