[He hadn't stepped in fully yet, but when he did he bowed his typical Far Eastern bow. He'd learned a more standard Eorzean one, but habit got the better of him once again.

He was somewhat thrown off by how averse she was to be referred to with a proper title or as a hero. Was that not what she was? She deserved the titles the continents gave to her for all she's done. He would accept her wishes regardless, even if he was a bit confused.]

I see. Rose then. [That correction being done, he took tentative steps towards her bedside, not wanting to be too close without her consent. Not being worthy of being close.]

'Twas your spell that granted us the opportunity to escape. You needn't thank me. [A short pause, enough time for him to brush a long strand of hair away from his face.] I owe you my thanks if anything.