Rahne looked over at him, a little unsure. Her first instinct was to lock herself in her room and not look at or talk to anyone. Well, maybe grab something from the kitchen and then lock herself in her room. Maybe join a nunnery later. She was sure this sort of thing never happened to nuns. But she wasn't Catholic, so that wouldn't work.
But when she looked over at him, something softened. She would probably regret this later, but, "All right. Sure." She gave him a small smile.