Darcy was dancing by the time Steve showed up and rescued her from her bad decisions. "More often than I should probably admit to," she laughed, fanning her arms. The skin was definitely pink, but nowhere near the danger zone of fiery red. "But in this situation specifically... Yes, I absolutely did. Thank you for saving me from myself."
It took her a second, but she eventually remembered the way that Steve had been returned to the Villa just a few days before. It wasn't good. "Whoa, wait a sec. Should you be carrying that? Because I seem to remember you being on death's door, like... pretty recently." She blinked, giving him a once over. "You don't look like you were recently on death's door, but I definitely remember injuries being present."