Perhaps that was one of her faults, she never did give herself enough credit. It's not like she was a modest girl, she just felt it was easier to come off as passive than to take credit for everything. It was likely not a good trait to possess, it just made Daphne seem like she didn't care most of the time. In the end though, that was likely the purpose.
Daphne smirked and eyed him closely, "Obviously my mother has complete and utter faith in your magical impregnating kisses. I have my doubts..." Was that almost a challenge? Arching a finely sculpted brow, Daphne placed the wrapped packages in her bag and moved away from the cart. Patting Nikolas' shoulder, she brushed close against him and just smirked. "It's all right, I understand."
Oh, Daphne was just teasing him now. Her intentions weren't completely clear, and while she knew she could never do what her parents request - at least not by the time they return back home - it did make her wonder if they would ever get that way. Married for four years, most couples were popping out babies, Daphne and Nikolas were barely even hugging. Their relationship was something that always lingered in the back of Daphne's mind, but it never seemed odd considering the circumstances.