Lina sighed softly, slumping ever so slightly, but hugging Illaria back gratefully. She ignored the slight increase in her heart rate, telling herself that it was just from the stress from earlier. After a few moments, she spoke again softly. "Yes...well, if they let you out of your room, I suspect it's time to worry. They very well might be throwing you to the wolves. As for me...they know what my weakness is. You."