At first she wouldn't have realized that Mason meant her and Vic, she just isn't really the type to incite jealousy or anger, okay so sure she annoyed people from time to time but that's not really the same thing. She watched him in silence for a long moment, tilting her head to the side, biting down on her lower lip and studying him. There's something almost familiar about the man, but she can't quite place her finger on it, not right now anyway. It will likely hit her, five hours from now when she's all alone and forgotten completely about the everything.
Fairy godsister.. the idea made her giggle, and when Vic asked her if that's what she wanted, she gave a nod. "God-sister is a good thing, I think.. it suits us anyway." Her soft spoken, welsh accented voice put a specific stress on the word Sister for Mason's benefit, though she doesn't understand why it's necessary. It's.. her. Right? Maybe her self-esteem is low or something, but people just don't look at her that way, even the straight ones.
"Nice to meet you, sir." She replied to Mason, extending her right hand at first, with it's pink cast on her wrist, then with a blush, her left hand instead, no cast. "Vic talks about you all the time, and thinks about you and turns all blushy even when he's not talking about you. I'm really glad to finally meet you...."