Rauko looks about for a moment, but eventually settles on sitting down next to Su-Li on the couch. She gives the red-headed woman her space, of course, but she can't help her curiosity either- hells, she's doing good to not reach out and touch the woman's cheek to see if she's real, or made of stone like the goddess in the Censor's palace.<br/><br/>Odds are pretty heavily against the infiltrator getting any sleep tonight... her head is spinning and her heart is thumping in her chest as she tries to make sense of everything she's been told.<br/><br/>"Umm... Only a couple of thousand. How do I... how do I keep those gold flames from showing up? And that golden ring on my forehead... If I'm trying to do something 'good,' and those flames appear, I'm as good as dead."<br/><br/><em>And what about me could possibly have caught the eye of someone like you?</em>The latter question,  thankfully, doesn't make it to her lips... but the infiltrator's eyes wander again at the thought, and she has to forcibly pull her attention back to the conversation at hand.