"Oh! Um..." Keyleth reached up and twisted at a long curling lock of bright red hair, the apples of her freckled cheeks going a bit pink. She allowed herself a longer glance at him, quietly letting herself get used to similarities between him and her long lost love. "I'd like that--I mean, if you're sure. You don't have to. I mean you've already done so much by making sure I didn't get tied to a boulder and rolled into a lake, or something, I don't want to be even more of a bother." Which wouldn't have killed her! Not much could kill her, or even hurt her that much, but like, he didn't know that. And she was rambling nervously, but at least amid the awkward babbling she'd gotten a little more used to his face. With some effort she made herself stop twisting her hair around her fingers and offer him her hand to shake instead. "I'm Keyleth."