Lena's version of comforting is helpful enough, strange though it may seem. What Korrin doesn't want or need is coddling, especially not in a place where they can't afford to let their guard down. Hugging it out while they have a rift to seek and with demons likely in pursuit? Yeah, not a good plan.

"I know they won't touch me, because I'd rather fucking die first." Blowing herself up is far more preferable to any of those fates. She takes a deep breath and nods, trying to focus on Lena's words and use them to bring herself the calm focus that's desperately needed right now. "...right. You're right, I know it. And you know how much I love watching you rip things apart."