[As soon as Elda's looking her in the eye, Hanyuu manages to squirm an arm free so she can touch the other's cheek. Her face is flushed, both from how upsetting the situation is and how angry she is. And...from something else too.

Hanyuu, she- she takes a deep breath, because she barely can keep herself looking straight, and she tries to stop the residual rage from rising back to the surface.]

There's a part of me that's still- very very afraid to get attached, but- I've felt love before. That's...this. And I-I will hold on to it, while I can.