Khalida blushes harder, closing her eyes a little when he brushes all of her hair out of her face. “Thank you.” She glances down at the notebook hanging on the tips of her fingers. “How many girls do you tell that?” she asks in curiosity. 

Sorcha pouts. “Please?” Her cheeks are a little pink as she gives him an adorable smile. She points to a door towards the end of the hall.