Felicity and Gil
If Gil had been attempting to imitate his brother Galad, it no longer worked when he started talking to her about how she was above it all and other people didn't matter much when she was around. Galad didn't talk that way. Not to her, at least. Even if it was a compliment in a way, She didn't let Gil know that she caught on though because he was making the effort to trick her. He even glamoured his eyes and when he grinned, it was startling how much he looked like Galad.
"Play how?" she asked, "I socialize with others but I am selective about it. I spend time with Vixey and even Van and I have a rapport. You know, the kelpie, right?" Galad didn't know the kelpie as well as Gil did apparently, since Gil had managed to pop Van's cherry, though it wasn't like Van wasn't looking.
She faced him, walking a finger along his shoulder and looking up at him, which wasn't too far. Gil and Galad were only an inch or so taller than her. They would pick up at least a couple of inches more eventually though. Their bloodline was too pure to let them stay where they were.