Victoire was busy examining the ring when Teddy came back, a stupid smile still on her face. She looked up just in time to take the glass from Teddy, feeling slightly overwhelmed but not in a bad way. She'd hardly had time to think in the past few minutes and suddenly they were engaged. But the thought was comforting instead of frightening, which she hadn't been fully expecting.
"Of course we should celebrate," she agreed, looking down at her hand again. "Did you pick this out by yourself, or did you have help?"