"Maybe, but they're fun to look at."

It's hard to quantify why she enjoys poking at Harrow until she gets a reaction, because she grew up without the concept of pulling someone's pigtails because you like them.

She just knows that when Harrow snaps at her, it sets something alight deep in her stomach, and she wants to coax it even further until their restraint breaks and she can just kiss that annoyance right off Harrow's face. She grins. "But I'm sure your text will be a good time, too."