She didn't want him to see her tears -- the last thing he needed was a crying vassal on his hands. But as the light filtered in from the lifted blanket, Flonne lifted her face from his arm and smiled a teary-eyed smile. "I-I'm okay, Laharl...I just wanted to be near you. You can pretend I'm not here."

Easier said than done when she refused to let go of his arm.