This was the part of the morning that Gia truly loved. When everyone began to appear, in various states of dress with hair both mused and done, it was delightful. She loved most that she was able to be part of it and for a few moments she lost herself in it, a smile on her face as she glanced between the girls and Emily. Naturally Emily looked well-put-together. Gia didn't think she'd really ever seen her look another way once she left the bedroom, it might be outside her capabilities. "Oh Emily, it wasn't that bad," she did toss in about the Twister incident. "You could hardly see the bruise." Even if it had been serious then she wouldn't say so. She'd heal just fine on her own and Emily worried too much as it was. "I would like a cup, thank you, songbird." The redhead directed a beautiful smile at Emily a moment before Desi and then Emilia made their appearances.
"Sweetheart it's no worry," Gia assured Emilia, stroking her hair lightly after she hugged her leg. "I'm not hurt and we were all drinking." Unsurprising to her, the scent of Nysa practically coated the middle Kavanagh sister. That was simply an accepted fact of life, like that the sun would rise every morning. "Desi, could you be a dear and do something about my headache? I would but it gets remarkably hard to concentrate on some things as one gets older." The remarks about food weren't terribly appealing, she would likely just have a piece of dry toast and be happy. She was about to say such when Nysa made her appearance, earning as warm a smile as the other girls had. "I don't need anything more than the tea and perhaps toast I can make myself later. My stomach is slightly delicate." She had seen that smirk Emilia gave them. Just like she saw the slight knee nudge and brilliant smile Nysa gave. "You two at least look as thought you slept well." What? "And I'm glad you made it to a bed, Desi, the floor is terribly uncomfortable if you're not twelve."