Redhawk Caldera Like we've been kissed by a higher power

Somnia was about to accept Peregrine's offer to run some more with him. He had seemed like he truly wanted to stay out of arguing about her relationships. Before anything could happen, Tempest came butting in to the conversation. Her perfectly-timed (insert heavy sarcasm) entrance had ruffled Somnia's feathers a bit... Or at least it would've if she had feathers. Tempest was definitely not the number one option to have butting in on her personal affairs. While Somnia was alright with the girl, she wouldn't rank her high enough on the friendship scale to talk about what Somnia deemed personal.

With nothing more harmful than a quick glare at Tempest, Somnia redirected her attention at Peregrine. "I told you that I'd tell you first." She said, starting to laugh at how he'd almost --and probably had-- given it away. Let's face it, Somnia didn't like to be angry. So when there was a chance to relieve any bad tension, it was a subconscious habit to take it. Although she wouldn't personally spread it around herself, unless someone specifically asked, Peregrine was more than welcome to do so if he desired. Hell, she didn't even mind Tempest knowing; it was more of the prospect of arguing about the status of her relationship that had got Somnia slightly annoyed at Tempest's intrusion.

"I wouldn't mind that run though..." Somnia finally said, which was a bit delayed. She then watched Tempest as Perry asked if she had any potential suitors.