She had half a mind to rip off the dress right then and there and trek to Rabanastre to get new clothes. She didn't understand why she was so ticked off at this bit of information. She even figured as much, so why? She tapped the cup rapidly with her nail, once more remembering Nadeline's words. Yeah, there was a lot she didn't know about him. But maybe, just maybe it was better that way. For now, anyway. Right? Right...No, it wasn't right. She plain just didn't want to know. Why? Was she afraid of knowing something terrible? Or did she not want to hear him tell her that he still loved Savayna?

That right there stirred her up once more, and she found herself bearing a very angry expression. Taking in a deep breath, she calmed herself down, absentmindedly picking at an imaginary piece of lint on her clothing. "[b][color=f6989d]I was just wondering. They're quite beautiful, she has very good taste.[/color][/b]" She lied right through her teeth, though she stood up. Leaving her cup where it was, she started walking back to her room. What was wrong with her? Why was she acting so weird? There was a plethora of mixed feelings in her head right now, and she didn't know what was going on, really.