Lenore blinks in surprise at the embrace, eyes widening a little with something almost like panic. Is this--is he coming on to her? It doesn't seem like there's anything sexual about the embrace, but she's not used to people grabbing her for other reasons. It's been a while since she's encountered anyone innocent enough to hug her. She stiffens up at the squeeze, blinking a few more times and then flushing with shy confusion when all he does is express concern for her safety.

It must be a cultural difference, she decides, not at all sure what she should say or how to react to something like that. "I'll... I'll be back shortly," she promises, and then bursts into bats and flees before she's forced to deal with the situation any further.