Azah did her best not to grin then at that because she didn't want to seem too eager. Though there was no denying -- at least in her head -- that she really would like the idea of visiting again. Maybe even more than once if time and future events allowed as much. But she was taking Vicky's advice and not going to read much into anything just in case she was getting it all wrong. "Maybe I will," she finally settled on saying.
At least they weren't like heels, she had to think to herself. It would have made this walk just a bit uncomfortable with her. Which, she decided was another point towards her not being overdressed. If she'd had heels on, then it could be said. And this was more of a way of not concentrating on Sana's hand in hers as they made their way up to the front door and Sana let them in.
"Well, I'm not starving if you weren't looking to go right into the dinner part. And you really don't need to put on a dress. I don't look that fancy, do I?" Azah said, and stopped when she spotted her reflection in something to give herself another look over.