"Ok-" the look of relief washes over his face and is followed with another smile.
"Well, thank you. I try," Hari lifts a shoulder in a bashful little shrug, his smile spreading. Perhaps if Rave's followers love him he won't have to go back to dancing. He can survive off of interest in him, in who he is, not always necessarily sexual interest. Although there was and (he couldn't deny it) would always be that factor.
He is almost bubbling over with his happiness, gripping her hand tightly as they walk, a little bounce in his step. "I won't let you down. I promise. I won't let you down."
It's not only for his own personal modesty he's happy to be away from that place, but also because he'd made a promise to try, to get away, to save his body for one person only. And being on the path to keeping that promise was just the icing on the surprise cake he'd just been handed.