Not a very long respite, unfortunately - Refia had turned to say something to him just in time to see him look away, looking unhappy. And of course, she couldn't let it go by.

"Delita? What is it?" she asked, straightening from her crouch, all her attention focused on him now and not the chicks before them. "You look... hard." She couldn't think of another way to say it, though that wasn't precisely the right word for it.