The sudden shift in Iman's demeanor is a surprise, and Greta finds herself leaning forward a little, as if to help retrieve a dropped object or--or offer comfort, though that would be absurd; Iman doesn't need a hug. She's fine. Just... quiet and earnest and not at all what Greta had expected.

"Yes," she breathes in a distracted sort of acknowledgment of what Iman has said. She's not sure she really agrees with all of it, because there's nothing regular about being a hero, but far be it from her to argue the point. Not when Iman is being so kind, or looking so uncharacteristically vulnerable.

As far as unexpected things go, though, Iman Asadi asking her out is still right at the top of the list. There are probably reasons she could and should politely decline, lots of them, good reasons, but she's having a difficult time seizing ahold of any of them just now. It's only a drink. It's not even a date, not really, just Iman making sure she's all right, which is noble of her. It would probably be rude to refuse, even if Greta really wanted to.

Which she doesn't, if she's being quite honest with herself.

"Um." Her smile isn't entirely devoid of bafflement, but it's getting a bit closer to normal. "Yes. I--that sounds nice."