"Certainly," Genevieve agreed with a smile of her own. "Surely there's a somebody for everybody!" She slowed as Penny did, her own gaze moving over one of the rosebushes nearby.
She was just reaching for one of the flowers when she heard Penny's question. Gen froze, blinking. "In love?" Genevieve turned back to her sister. "I- I don't even know."
She hadn't ever stopped to consider it, really. How could she, when she didn't even really know what love was? She looked down, lifting a shoulder in a shrug. "I hadn't really thought about it before. I guess- I don't know, maybe? I've never been in love before, so I don't- I don't even know what- if what I'm feeling really is love..."