She gives a little hum, reassuring. "I mean, I let you pet me, you should let me pet you. It's nice, though, isn't it? I mean, you have less hair than I do, but I still like to touch it."

Ylva means that, because she always says what's in her heart. "And people are always worried I'm going to be offended, but it's just... nice. To be touched, sometimes."