Corrin nods. "Me too. But we'll get her where she needs to go."

"It's all right, really." Corrin replies, returning the embrace. "I'm just glad we could help." The carriage is rather unnerving, but she doesn't let it show, since it seems to be exactly what the moogle needs. "Go on, and see your gentleman friend."

She glances at the driver as he checks the hourglass. "Is everything all right?" She asks, a bit worriedly.