Garahel grunts, not quite mollified but accepting the affection regardless. Inessa's silent for a moment, trying to figure out how much to press on. Her respect of personal boundaries wars with her desire to aid, especially someone she's come to consider a valued colleague. Her voice remains even, inquiring rather than judgmental.

"Better prepared, how? I wouldn't pry, normally but I want to continue working with you in the field as well as the office. For that to happen most efficiently, it would help to know how to adapt to each other's needs and concerns."