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"Oh!" She said, meek and surprised in equal turns. Talking about romantic relationships was... neither of their strong suits. Did it run in the family? She tried not to pay it too much mind - thinking about the tangle of Destructions sometimes gave her a headache. "Well... that's great! Right?" she said, her brows knit together. The way he spoke about it didn't sound like he was very excited, but Corvus was rarely very transparent with his emotions; perhaps bottling things up ran in the family too. "A race sounds good though," Theo added, backtracking quickly to the beginning of the conversation. The news at the end was what had really caught her attention, after all. Was she a good match maker? Rhyme and Samara (although she hadn't had too much of a say in that), Corvus and Twig - huh! Maybe she was on to something. "How did it, um, start? With Twig?" she tried to carry on casually, but it was difficult. They were both so hopeless at this. Nevertheless, she was desperately curious. If Corvus, as quiet and anxious as he could sometimes be (though she loved him for it), wasn't there hope for her? She'd just have to take notes.