[Cinnabar wrings their hands uncomfortably. At least Sam already knows who they are, so there's no need to explain why they can't shake her hand... even gloves might not be enough to protect her from being poisoned. Still, it feels somehow wrong to be standoffish when someone is so unabashedly friendly, so they offer a small, awkward smile.]

...You probably know more about being a hero than I do, then. I'm only doing this because I have a hard time saying "no." But if I'm useful to someone... that's enough for me.