Zahra had confidence in herself and the way she looked. It was other races than often had their hang ups on how she looked and to those people she didn't often pay mind. For Kash, the way he looked at her often made her skin hum in delight. A smile played on her lips. "Just because I know it, doesn't mean I don't like hearing it." Zahra reached up to touch the side of his face. To think just hours earlier she had been worried if she'd ever get to touch him again. A worry she would carry with her for a while until Kash was more centered and they could talk about what happened back home in detail.