[Lara nodded, eyes crinkling a little as they met Felicia's. It was a strange feeling, knowing that she was coming out of a battle and right into the waiting softness that was this strange girl. She appreciated it more than she had any right to, probably, but after their meeting nothing felt quite like it.

She knew too that Felicia meant every word she said, despite her...eccentricities.]

I know, Felicia. And I'm glad for it.

[She hesitated, looking back down at the fading corpse, then back up. She debated moving closer, enjoying the moment a little more keenly, but now wasn't the time or place. And she certainly didn't want to seem pushy.]

Though, we should be getting back. The bottles may have attracted some humans, and we don't want to cause a scene.