Desiree sighed in exasperation before she allowed a humored grin to appear on her lips. Chuckling, she moved to sit down before she nodded.
“Very well. I suppose I should expect that from Kalysto. Let’s just get my hair done, hm? Just give me the most classy style you can think of, ok?”
Orpheus hung behind a bit, partially because he still wasn’t certain what to make out of the tall silver-haired man. He made a small noise as food was mentioned before he shook his head.
“No, no food yeh,” The half-elf responded.