Daphne smirked and rolled her eyes at Astoria. As different as they were, neither of them would actually hurt the other or the let the other be hurt. She was sure of that. They were blood and that went a long way with Daphne even if she didn't show it. "I'm sure you do," she replied, shaking her head slightly. It wasn't out of disappointment, merely disbelief at the candidness of their conversation in public and amusement. "Alright. I'll concede to your point. They probably just threw them here to entertain people and hoped for no catastrophes," she said with a slight laugh. Really, Astoria was probably the most stubborn out of all of the them. She knew better than to argue her point when it was such a useless topic to begin with.
Reaching up, Daphne ran her fingers through her hair and sighed. "I'm sure there are plenty of guys who would willingly call you master if you asked nicely. Just use the Greengrass charm and grace," she said with a bemused smile. "If, you know, you're into that sort of thing with a guy. I'm not sure--" She grinned, barely believing she was continuing like this. "--I'd tell our parents if you find a boy who will, though. I really don't them to have heart attacks."