[That request actually makes her hesitate, and she turns as if glancing right through to the room next door. Sheik. Normally she would be making a mental note to tell him as soon as possible, but now she wonders if she shouldn't. It would be weird to promise Conrad that she would tell no one except Sheik when she hasn't explained anything about him. And well, Sheik doesn't have nearly enough reason to trust Conrad as she does...
...but it's Sheik. Goddesses, these decisions.]
I... [She finally turns back to Conrad, nodding without hesitation this time. She's made her decision.] I will not tell anyone. [Not even Sheik.]
[All these serious thoughts, of course, are derailed completely when he takes her hand. She makes a surprised sound, blushing, before a grin slowly spreads across her face.]
As you were in mine. I missed being able to speak with you.
[And now if you don't let go of her hand, Conrad, you are not getting that 'anything edible' anytime soon.]