Namine dipped her head back down, but there was a shy smile and a slight flush to her cheeks as she did. At this point, she's learned to try and adapt to new things for survival, although it was still pretty hard.

She felt stable enough on her own feet now, though she was just standing and not moving around. Slowly, she loosened her grip on Retsu's hands until she was letting go entirely, and Naminé looked back up at the woman.

"My name's Naminé." Another shy and bashful smile came along. "Thank you for letting me hold onto you."