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A half-smile at the tease; both saddened and amused, and grateful too. That was one thing she found she loved about Starling - he never really held a grudge. Even when saying certain things, it had a soft, teasing tone to it that made it not a jab. It was something she wasn't used to, though it was greatly appreciated. She nodded at his words, hat half-smile transforming into a full smile at the thought of Finch. "Yes... she's so innocent, so... simple." She fell silent, simply listening; nodding... and then snorting at him. "Never gonna let me live that one down, hmm?" she asked with a wry smile, standing as well. She followed his eyes to the herbs, then also to the herbs that were to the side, the dried ones she had been using. "You didn't have to get me more," she then said, softly. "You knew I'd have enough until I was healed." That made her wonder, though she quickly banished those thoughts from her head. It wasn't that difficult, especially with Star talking about sparring. She perked up, nodding. "Okay!" She had the chance earlier to work on spars but she... didn't feel comfortable sparring with the rest yet; she wanted o only spar with people she knew closely and strangers. "That would work. Now?" she questioned, tail swinging behind her.

"Speech" "Italian"