She thought about what Knuckles had to say, even as she watched him move to get her something. When he returned, she inwardly decided that she'd have to go find Bulba later and ask him about his pastimes.

When he offered over his glass, she took it with a smile, "Oh... Thank you. I'm sure it's perfect." A bit of a blush and she took a sip, but still managed to speak into her glass a mite shyly. "Thank you for worrying over me, too."