She blinks at him, not quite understanding his concern—not the part about the danger, but the part where it's directed at her. She hasn't had someone to worry about her in—well, not since her sisters. Malicos certainly didn't care about her insofar as she was useful to him, and the Nightbrothers were more scared of her than anything else.

It's strange. But again... nice? Even if she isn't quite sure what to do with the feeling yet.

"Your concern is not necessary." It isn't meant to be dismissive—her wording could probably use a little work, but that was actually supposed to be reassuring.

"When I was a girl, I subdued the Sleeper, the ancient beast that lives in the pools below our village. I swam often in the lagoons on Dathomir." That's not an easy feat—literally everything on Dathomir is hostile, including whatever lives in the lagoons and swamps. "But," she adds belatedly, her expression softening a little, "if I do swim here, I will be careful."