[At least this time he had friends before hand. Samadhi Fire was not conductive for friendships and those years between that and the imprisonment wasn't enough time for the fear of the fire to fade.]

[He hums. He does understand why she asked. He's not surprised she struggles with good news. It makes sense with her...everything.]

[The soft crackle definitely was more of that fwoosh sound, the blush getting worst, eyes flicking to the side, before meeting hers again with a shy smile.] I suppose that is a pretty good reason. Not that I had doubts.

[She is too much of a freight train to really doubt. As long as he wasn't deep in the insecurity.]

...what is it? Was I unclear about something?