[ Bonds are, indeed, a strength and a weakness. In forming them with other people, you put yourself and them at risk, but isn't live still just so much better with them? Himeka has never been the sort to try and sever those as someone who has always been incorrigibly drawn to people. But she has friends that do--ones that prefer to keep a distance, whether out of distrust, fear, or something else.

The laugh is important--it shows he's growing more comfortable, if even for a moment. Hopefully it lightens some of the weight from Rand's shoulders as well. ]

I will be sure to call on you for aid.

[ And she means it. She's seen an inkling of what he could do in front of the Regent and if he's born of legends, she doubts that is the extent of his abilities.

Warriors/Champions of Light (and redheads) do stick together.

Lowering her hands, the glowing aether around him dims until it disappears entirely. ]

I think that's all I can do for now. We'll see how your injuries fair in a couple hours. If I've done my job you should see your wounds closed fully by then.

[ Scarring is another issue entirely, but that's less important.

She glances down at his hands. ]

...Would you like another muffin?