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Raid smiles. It is an awkward smile, because she doesn't quite know how to navigate the roads of social interaction gracefully just yet - something which even her pre-amnesiac self would understand - but it is a smile of gentle relief and soft edges because Pema seems to understand. Well, maybe not so much understand, but she's trying to understand and that's what matters. 

"Yeah," Raid agrees then, amber eyes softening just a fraction. She likes Pema, she decides. At least, for now. "Uh, no, it's fine. It's an honour, to, you know, prove myself. I mean, like, it's an honour to be of help to them." She winces internally at the utterly ineloquent word vomit but forces herself to push forward. These days, Raid tries not to dwell on these things. They rarely ever appeared to help. "Maybe, if, you know, we have time, you could show me around the best herbs spots here? Or teach me. That is, if you don't mind of course. I'm just, y'know, still learning..."