She closed her eyes and leaned against the back of the chair when as she felt the alchemist's hands begin to massage her temples, perceiving that faint minty scent fill her nose. —You smell good, Monsieur.— she pointed out as she was getting more and more relaxed.

—Why... You see, monsieur... Perhaps there's something I ought to tell you, it might be important...— she muttered nervously with her eyes still closed.