[ there's a brief moment of tension while she awaits his answer, unsure of what it will be, but she soon exhales the breath she had been holding. ]

You owe me nothing. No doubt you would do the same for me, or anyone else.

[ he's a kind soul, gentle and compassionate, were their situations reversed she has no doubt that he would have helped her to the best of his ability, that he would help anyone in this situation. she does not know how she is so sure of this fact, yet.. she knows it to be true. the strange familiarity she always feels around him assures her as much.

anyroad, she quickly reaches for his knife, taking it into her hand. ]

.. you'll understand if I hold onto this for a little while, hm?

[ just in case.. ]

Anyroad, we should do something to take your mind off of things. Have you ever ridden a chocobo?