[ He might not be glass, but to her? Yeah, no, he might as well have glass bones and paper skin. She can't exactly go telling him that, of course, so instead she sheepishly nods once more. ]

It's not only then, either. Moving from a battle-oriented front to a civilian one can be... [ Ugh, no. That just sounds like an excuse! She's pretty sure that's not going to fly. ] Thank you...for your patience.