Had her brothers been present to see the blush that colored her cheeks at the fact that the other man called her "pretty", they'd have given her so much hell. It was one of the very few times Daciana was thankful that they were all busy with their respective lives. Less crap to give her.
"That would be the one," she chuckled, nodding as she settled herself and wrapped her arms around her knees. "He's very thorough in his research and before he even begins writing his book, he has to have everything just right. Facts and all. God forbid if he misses one piece of information, no matter how small."