Korina found Dark's happiness to be quite contagious. She found pleasure in the smallest of things, but the same could be said about the opposite. Her smile seemed to go just as easily as it came, and it was hard to see how anyone could find any joy in taking it away. Alas, there was no shortage of people looking to make her life a living hell, automatically promoting Korina to an undeserved position as one of the 'nice' people in her life. Knowing this, she felt it was even more important that she tried to make this friendship work.<br/><br/>The redhead chuckled at Dark's self-awareness to correct herself. "Yeah, calling me Miss is a straight deal breaker. All my other friends are total assholes, so we can't have you being too nice now, can we?"<br/><br/>Until Dark mentioned Art, Korina had managed to stash his words all the way in the back of her mind. As scathing as they were, she hadn't let them bother her much as she'd hardly even get the chance to prove him right. But now that she had opened the door to prolonged interaction with his friend, hurting her was now very much a real possibility.<br/><br/>"No need to apologize," she said, waving off her words. "He's his own man. But it does make me wonder, why does he act like he's your man too? What's up with that?"