Without hesitating, she nodded with a soft smile [color=crimson]"Just a bit."[/color] Her voice had her teasing tone to it. To the right person, it might have been very engaging but just not to her. [color=crimson]"If someone made jokes about my precious baby, I'd probably break one of their fingers..maybe two."[/color] The way she said it and smirk she gave left it ambiguous as to whether it was a joke or serious. Of course for Cinna, it was both. Her left brow raised as he said she laughed a lot, peering up at him [color=crimson]"I do, don't I?"[/color] It was rhetorical question posed with self-satisfaction. True laughter had been rare for her before her path to Beacon.

[color=crimson]"I will not settle for just 'good enough', I will be the best or keep trying until I am."[/color] Cinna didn't know why that struck her personally, but she didn't hear how assured she sounded just now. She seemed to relax when Aeschel reassured her that the food would be amazing, he seemed like he was finally starting to break out of his nervous shell. A smile returned to her features as he nudged her, though what he said next took a bit of the spark from that smile. Nevertheless, she still forced a few laughs as his rather bad joke [color=crimson]"Better watch out I don't tell your mom."[/color] She shot back at him jokingly

Cinna learned very young that while size does matters, it's ultimately up to how much of a fight a person was willing to put up. She was willing to throw everything down in order to win a fight, so that was why she almost always won her scraps. Thought she didn't know him for long, Aeschel, while a nice guy, didn't seem to have that same kind of fighting spirit. Right now, Cinna didn't think that he would be that handy in an actual fight with grimm. However, a part of her chose to believe that he would show his true colors when the time came.

Talking to: [@DrTwit]