One side of her mouth curves into a more obviously enticing smile, mischief and heat mixing together, as he nears. "Ah yes. A political tragedy as well then. Yet, I admit to being terribly selfish in my original comment for not wishing to see you changed."
Victoire thinks of this for a moment then shakes her head. "Non. Very little seems changed. It is much more busy here than where I grew up though it too was at the seaside, but a quieter, wilder one. As for being given to you, I do not think I mind it in the least." She shifts her weight then gracefully uncrosses her legs then recrosses with the opposite one on top.