Juniper waved him off. "It's not that bad, honestly," she assured him with a smile. Okay, so it hurt quite a lot, but there was nothing to be done about that except wait until it healed, right? It wasn't as if she had a magic wand to wave over it or anything. "It just happened this morning, so it looks worse than it is, I'm sure."

"Nice to meet you, Captain," she said, and couldn't help but giggle a little bit at the formal greeting, her cheeks colouring up prettily. Happily taken or not, a girl couldn't help but like it when treated like a lady.

Juniper winced. "Not exactly," she told him. "I wasn't trying, honestly. I have very good control, and generally respect the privacy of others," she assured him, running her good hand through her curls and then smoothing the same hand down her long skirt. "But even then, I get a sense about people. Woman's intuition, or first impression radar, or whatever you'd like to call it. And I get absolutely nothing from you. It's odd," she shrugged. "I didn't go poking around, and wouldn't," she promised. "That would just be rude."