Mikka's smile warms at that, the miqo'te keenly aware of that touch, relatively innocent to be sure but the implications there made it something more.

"Whatever happens, I can't say I'd complain about the extra warmth regardless, I'm a warm weather sort through and through." A soft chuckle, brows lifting. "But call it a wild guess, I'm thinking I'll have naught to be upset about regardless."