That got her focus, her full attention turning to him, her gaze lingering longer. He was used to this, rescuing others, and he didn't seem all too afraid (or rushing) of being in the Darkness. He knew more, and she didn't know if that was entirely a good thing.

"Perhaps the problem there," She paused for a brief second, carefully choosing her words, making certain to watch how he'd react, to know how to react herself. "Is that I'm not in distress." Nor a damsel, but that wasn't the point.