[Yen is quiet for a brief moment as she looks at the confetti she's caught in her hands. She drops it and brushes the lingering bits free.]
[She knows he meant only kindness, but it hurts to hear. Maybe it's because she's been through so much to protect Eorzea, and yet, in Marina, she's just the overly friendly local lunatic. But that is how it should be, isn't it? She's "normal," here. Not a revered hero approaching demigod status.]
[Yen then remembers she needs to say something, and she looks back up and grins full and bright at him, giggling madly.]
Do you mean that you want the dramatics? I don't mind giving it another go, if it pleases you.