Normally, she'd be flattered. But it's probably a testament to just how upset she is that the woman can't even appreciate an unintentional ogle of her chest right now. All she can imagine though is that he sees those scales littering her skin, the raw and red edges of where they're coming in- Ugh.

"Sorry," she apologizes, trying to relax a little. "I didn't mean to worry anyone. Honestly, I didn't think anyone would be worried. We've all got our things going on, I know, so..." She didn't want to ruin that or the fun of the festival.

"I don't want to go back just yet though. So, if you don't mind- You could go with me a little bit?"