*she shakes her head, hoping her bewildered reaction hadn't embarrassed him too badly.*

you know i don't mind. matters of the heart are my specialty.

*she giggles, but just like her laugh, it's bittersweet.*

you shouldn't be ashamed to love him in any form. after all, you thought he was long lost...

*her thoughts drift toward what she'd seen in the worst memory room, the heart-wrenching image of young kurapika cradling his best friend's decapitated body. clutching the bow tighter, she murmurs,*

to have him here, and whole again... well, no one could blame you for your feelings. not even him, it seems...