Kayla | Logan D
The brunette tilted her head towards Logan. "Thanks, Lo." She really liked him, but Kayla would probably have her guard up for a while. After everything, could anyone really blame her?
She threw back her head and laughed. "As long as you're aware of it," she teased and added, "I'd say I'm pretty lucky too." Her hand squeezed Logan's. "Your uncle has good taste." Kayla didn't really know Nick, although based on the few things she knew from being Mikaelson adjacent she questioned some of the actions the other werewolf chose.
"I promise not to laugh at</ii> you. That's the only promise I can give." Given Kayla's dancing usually involved being high at clubs, she wouldn't judge.