"It suits you." She says politely, his enthusiasm a little catching. She's only been back a few days, so it's hard for her to jump in fully in the welcome wagon. All throughout their conversation, Myri finds herself glancing over her shoulder, checking for something or someone. Each time she looks, there's a little shift in her expression, part relief and part frustration with herself.

"What made you want to be a knight, John?" She has to keep herself distracted. She has to focus on him or she won't be able to stand being in this room much longer.