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Okay, so things kept getting further confusing. They weren't a thing but they were? Elwood was off-limits but not? Whatever the truth was, Dove knew not to pursue the boy; heck, she hadn't really wanted to do anything anyway - it was a game. One that she would be playing with every boy that graced her company if given the chance. Finley's dismissal was half casual, half... Something else. Like she was nervous about the idea (except that made no sense either, since she had called dibs).

Dove just blinked at her for a few moments and then shrugged.

"Well whatever you guys are, I'll keep out of it." Unless her own desire to have some fun outweighed her desire for friendship with this girl (which was highly likely). She gave the gray girl a playful shoulder-to-shoulder bump. "He's your boy-thing, so I'll behave myself from now on." With that confirmed - whether Finley accepted it or not, or was still floored by the idea of having someone - Dove began to depart from her company.

She paused after only going a couple of steps, though, and appended: "I do kinda wish there were more pretty boys in this place though. But, sigh, I'll live."