Her gaze found his face again and she thought over his words, realising not so long before she would have questioned what being 'well' was. Then she gave the smallest smile and she nodded. "I am, thank you." Because she knew she could say it without a doubt in her mind. Or perhaps it was that confidence she had held to herself. She wasn't sure what it was particularly.

"How are you?" she asked him, characteristically soft, but without bashfulness.