Thick lashes narrowed around her eyes once again, but this time in a sense of amusement. And adventure it was, though not one she had signed up for. All ind all, she was rather involved with one back in her home world, and that was definitely enough. What bothered her more than waking up in a strange place full of strange smells and even stranger people was the fact that she knew her comrades were far away, their burden on one less pair of shoulders. The Stilshrine was not a place one would wish to stay for a prolonged visit. She only hoped they were all right.

"You offer that freely. Even to a complete stranger?" Naive, perhaps. Nothing seemed to dampen his parade. A sunny outlook was a pleasant way to go through life, but it was not one you could trust indefinitely. Fran much preferred the real, even if reality could be harsh.

But she was not one above throwing your alliances in for a common goal. It had turned out fruitful on many occasions, leading to one of her more prominent relationships, even. But when you had centuries, well, you had time to explore such things. The life of Humes was short. Perhaps that was why some of them preferred to look at things optimistically.

"I doubt I could deter you otherwise," she said, crossing her long arms casually, but she said it with a light air in her voice. "Please."