[ While the Traveler's words of caution do weight in the back of her mind, it's hard to view Tartaglia has someone to be wary of while she's listening to him speak so fondly about his family. With their fingers still interlocked, she gives his hand a gentle squeeze at the mention of his sick father. Taking care of a sick family member is something she empathizes with, it's proof that there's a lot more nuances to him than simply being aligned with the Fatui. ]

You're a wonderful brother and son, Tartaglia. Your family must be proud of you.

[ Not wasting any time, Yoimiya excitedly opens her eyes to gaze upon the Harbinger's work of art. As soon as she sees her reflection staring back at her, a myriad of giggles escapes from her lips. She looks absolutely silly with blush smearing her cheeks and eye shadow going off the beaten path but she wouldn't have it any other way. ]

Wow! I look absolutely stunning. You better watch out, I might end up stealing the show before you even get a chance to.