Doubly alarmed, Ophelia is going to be much more cautious about trying to ask people questions in the future. Or, well, perhaps not "much" but at least "more."

"I will hide my intentions," she agrees very seriously. A little frisson of delight (delight? regardless, the emotion is logged) zips through her frame as Yuri offers skill information. This suits Ophelia on both the data-gathering level as well as the learning-to-mimic level. "And I will compliment people."

She follows Yuri's gaze.

"Oh, yes, of course. Are you going to provide an example or shall I attempt this on my own?"