Her smile remains, but Sina blinks slowly-- she's never really known what to do with compliments, but even moreso now. Putting them to use is... well, what does it matter if she's sweet? That won't solve anything, but... going down that road only leads to despair, and she has a visitor.

She shakes her head to his question, her expression kind enough nonetheless. She's always tired, and the biggest favor anyone can do for her is to let her sleep or help dull the pain.