Ama hugs him back, tightly. "Sorry, I... I didn't mean to yell at you, there, it just... frightened me. Especially with what you said about her having to readjust her body, and all that." She starts to cry softly, into his shoulder. "I... I suppose I can deal with that. It'll mean a slightly longer delay in some of my intelligence, though, since my contacts have to go through additional intermediaries to get it to me."