[At his initial response, her eyes almost glint with amazement, about to excitedly ask about specifics that would likely involve every kind of attack and weapon she can think of. But then he points up to the sun and her face falls, expression turning sad.]

You... you will not be able to be going outside when it is sunny? That is.... that is terrible.

[She doesn't really think before she moves, reaching out to pull him closer for a hug, threading her fingers through his hair to draw him closer.] I am wishing there was something that could be stopping the changes.