[Something about the way his gaze drifts just then makes her pause; the soft colour across his pale cheeks makes her blink. Is he... embarrassed? To be complimenting her? It makes her wonder. If he's getting flustered by it, why does he continue? Surely her previous concerns didn't make him fret that much. Unless she's misjudged him, which... admittedly, would not be the first time. That doesn't explain why he keeps doing that- that thing with his eyes. Observing. It's starting to get her flustered beneath his idle scrutiny. She doesn't know what his intention is here, and it's making her a little nervous. But also, anticipating? She doesn't really know how to handle this. Should she tease? She wants to gauge his seriousness. Somnus doesn't joke, but the implications...]

...You're very generous with your words today. Now you have me wondering if I actually did something good, with all my meddling.

[Here she'd been worrying she was fussing too much. Maybe he likes it?]