"Jealous of what?" she asked earnestly because she had no idea. It was one of those moments that perhaps Dorcas was a little too innocent. At least on some topics. There were a lot of things that she knew, that she didn't want to know. She knew how to cover up a black eye, for instance, but she had never wanted to know how to do that. So really, she didn't know what Anthony was going on about.
Dorcas turned bodily to look at Michael, reaching up in an attempt to very firmly grasp his chin to make him look her in the eyes. "I swear to all the gods in the heavens, I will ruin you if you start this now. You've already been in trouble once. Don't start again. Be good." There was something in her voice that would brook no argument, a strange dominant force that she hardly ever displayed and likely wouldn't again that night. "I know he's a bloody liar," she told Ant with a scrunched nose and a frown.
But before any stories could be told, they had another party joining them. Head Boy Kevin. She smiled at him as she watched Ant and Kevin pair up, curious as to what was going on with those two or if it was just one of those friendships. "I'm glad there's four of us now," she noted idly as she got up to start collecting distant cushions to arrange a pile in front of the fire. "Four is a good number. I like four."