For a moment, Daciana reminded her of herself, can I- actually I'm just going to go ahead and do it in the same breath, a habit she had been told to stop and just never gotten around to it. One of these days maybe. Probably not. Depending on the circumstances.
Maybe.
"I'm not married. They tried but -" The correction to the Mrs tumbled out before she could think better of it. It was entirely necessary, and even if it was in a cheerful voice it was probably weird but she was one of those terrible people who corrected people when she heard an error. It made her very unpopular during lectures at University.
For some reason, Daciana's question didn't filter properly into her head and instead, she stepped further into her office to peer at her Degree, eyes darting back to the other woman, then to the wall again. "Yes? What about it? Is it crooked? Our building gets shaken on occasion."