Astoria couldn't help the enjoyment she found in Daphne's discomfort. She was always so perfect and composed that it made Astoria jealous. It made her feel immature, like such a child, even though she and Daphne were only two years apart. As a result Astoria was always glad to be witness to any cracks in her composure.
"What's another?" she asked curiously, hoping her tone did not carry any amusement. "I only learned from the best, of course." Astoria grinned at Daphne. Out of the two of them, her sister was most likely the one to blackmail.