[She shrugs. Her sword is in her hand, as always, sheathed and wrapped up, but she hadn't gone for it when he had startled.]
Don't worry about it. [Aaaand, leaning on his back. Yeah. It's a friendly gesture more than anything, only mildly obtrusive, trying to tuck her chin over his shoulder to get a glimpse of the crane game.] Aw, are you trying to get something for Saber?