Altar of Twilight hey, mama, how's it going?

"a real trip," she agreed with a wider smile, her tail waving. she nodded slowly at his next comment, shrugging. "i guess that makes sense," she said, but eyed him curiously. "look at you, being an award-winning cousin..." she paused, eyebrows knitting back together, "uncle...? nephew?" she had no fucking idea. she shook her head, deciding it wasn't worth the brain-power to decipher that-- she didn't know Lasher and Rowan's relationship well enough... other than they were related somehow. 

Seana she didn't care for. the one encounter she'd had with the woman left a bad taste in her mouth-- but Laika seemed to make Casmir genuinely happy, and although it'd been laced with passive-aggressive jealousy at first, she did feel bad for him now. "that's... shitty," she said finally, ears flattening. it was, there was no sugar-coating it, and Aria always got a tad bit more blunt when Casmir came 'round. 

his next comment though was a real shock though, and her mouth parted again in shock and confusion. was he kidding? or being serious? was he being passive-aggressive and jealous? she couldn't tell, but she decided to keep rolling with the 'Casmir is actually being a cool guy right now' thing and force a smile. her cheeks were heated, thankfully not from anxiety, but she shook her head. "i'm not really involved with anyone-- i don't think," she said, thinking now about Floki-- whoops.