[being planted in place by the hands keeps her from wobbling, but boy her knees feel weak in the face of all this. she clears her throat, face tomato-red, as she lifts a hand and awkwardly pat-pats at one of the hands.]

Indeed I am, yes. Well-- well, thank you. It's...relieving to be missed. [her eyes winced.] Though, one oughtn't want to be cause for heartbreak, all things considered...

[and while she knows the anguish of loss well enough thanks to what befell Flynn, it's...kind of nice??? to be met with this intense of a reaction? girl, that can't be anything but absurd.]