[And that sharpness returns to her gaze at that, expression...well, a little closer to her usual. Sayaka chuckles a bit, perhaps surprisingly light natured for the situation at hand, though still a little shaky. She's trying so hard to get that facade back up, but it comes off more humorless than anything.]

Lord Hubert, you have seen me, haven't you? I'm dirty enough. A little more on top of that can't hurt, I suppose. I ought to at least try and return the favor you're offering.

[And she doesn't trust him to keep his word. Better to keep an eye on him like this and make sure it's actually taken care of right? Right. That's what she tells herself.

...She'd back off if he said he would take it back--she really does need to take a dip in the river before all of the blood sets in, but her anxiety persists. She can't take the easy road. If she lets herself get complacent for even a moment, it could backfire.]