Well, she isn't about to give away what she is when she doesn't know him, so this might be a long one.

Whether it's because of how tired she truly is, or how much that embarrasses her, the battlereadiness drops enough that there's absolutely no helping the sudden rush of crimson that spreads from her cheeks to the rest of her face, even down her neck, a stark contrast to her emerald green hair and eyes.

"W-What Ah have or...h-haven't done is...none o'your business!" She stammers a little too loudly, trying to keep some of her awkwardness at bay, "an' that's a...horrible comparison when...p-pickin' flowers kills 'em!"

Well, he was wondering if he had found a crimson flower...now he has one!