[She simply stops and stares at him for a few moments. Really? His father? She doesn't remember hers too well at all. Neither of her parents. But she likes to think neither of them would ever do something like that to her.
Not that she's an actual princess. But she's one in her head.]
Re: COMMON ROOM, EVERY SATURDAY
Not that she's an actual princess. But she's one in her head.]
...Oh.
[Even her ears droop.]