[ Yenh raises her eyebrows sky high at him, tilting her head toward him even as she steps along the path toward home. All she can think of doing is teasing him for that lady comment, so she lets herself indulge it. More politely. ]

Yes, of course. I faint at the sight of blood. Didn't you know?

But truly: it smells vile! I don't wish to associate my wonderfully free soup with that.