What was the correct response to that? Peisinoê wasn't entirely sure, so she fell back on what seemed safest, "Lovely, of course!" Compliments were always safe. Except the time when she told a princess that her gown reached new levels of ghastly that is.
She gave an almost imperceptible shrug even as her hands stayed nice and steady as she held her drink, mirroring Cece's gesture with a happy hum before setting it down gently on the desk. "It's a habit." One that proved useful, even when she wasn't at home, "Did you sleep poorly?" One of her hands smoothed out a nonexistent wrinkle in her professional skirt as her brows furrowed in concern at the other.