"You just have to be yourself," Sookie assures Mathias, reaching over to rest her hand on his briefly, just long enough that her heartrate seems to spike, pounding against her chest. She thinks that leaving for the moment is probably the best thing to do— if she stays much longer, surely she'll start tripping over her tongue, choking on her words. Better to leave the overanalyzing to herself, in the confinement of her hut. "Believe me, that'll be more than enough."

Turning to Sam is easier, Sookie's smile splitting wide as she pulls the girl close enough to press a kiss to the top of her head, ruffling her hair briefly before smoothing it out with gentle fingers. "I'm going now, yes," she confirms with a nod. "But I'll definitely be back to color, and I'll be back lots. Next time, I'll make sure to save more time on my schedule for you, okay Sam?"