[Celliwig again. She supposed that would remain on everyone's thoughts for a good while. It was normal, she knew. Even when she felt she should be celebrating the coming holidays.

Her eyes drew themselves to the falling embers before the cold killed them leaving the puffs of smoke. She takes another drink. Polishing off her bottle.]

To be honest... I haven't felt certain about most things since I got here. [Certain or quite right beyond a few moments with her newfound loved ones... she goes ahead and leans in to give Baiken a kiss on the cheek. Sweet and soft and held for a second or two. Not quick, not lingering.]

...Thank you, for asking... it's sweet of you. [Another pause.] Are you sure you're fine with this?