<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">While Ayla was used to the two of them having honest and open conversations, his answer was more than she was expecting to get. The corners of her lips turned up in a smile. There was just some part of the way he was talking that put her at ease around him. And thanks to the small runes tattooed on the back of both their necks, they knew when someone was using enchantment magic on them. She stopped, wondering if that counted, but someone else had cast it, and she didn’t exactly has a way to turn it off. She’d show him when they got home.</span><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d"> &lt;you have my approval, by the way…&gt;</span></i><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">Alexi turned and shot his sister a dirty look without thinking. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6"><i>&lt;that's not…. I don’t…..&gt;</i></span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc"> he turned back to the table, blushing more and trying not to think about it. He’d needed a channeling crystal anyways. For a side project he was working on.</span>