Re: Pretty things...
Tress' proud grin turned to face Orrin again, this time in a cheeky manner. He spoke of her often? Hehehe. It gave the prehensile-locked mutant a tickle, but she was quickly turned back to something softer at the mention of the royal marriage. "He looks at you with love," Qiana had noticed and admired during the recent celebrations.
"I... have a Booger." Oh, god. She was flustered. "I have a boyfriend, his name is Conlan. We're not betrothed. I used to date his cousin." Oh, god, shut up. Her eyes turned to Orrin for a half-second, as if he could help get her foot out of her mouth, but she continued on with her own wind in her sails: "He's nice. It's no high-contrast love affair like yours," she said, finally forcing a smile on her own face again.