Fjorm raised her head, undecided as to whether or not she was in a forgiving mood.  "Maybe I should invite both of you," she declared, looking between the two before her attention returned to Kiran.  "The war didn't stop you from flirting with Camille," she whispered.  "I even picked out a special outfit for dinner."  She brushed her shoulder aside to just barely reveal a gold string leading down to something lacey and sheer before covering it up again.<br/><br/>"I would still like to have you to dinner, just maybe not something quite as... intimate, just yet."  She turns back to Haru.  "Would you be willing to chaperone?  In case I get... Too eager to forgive too soon?"  She glanced shyly back to Kiren.  "I think he needs to apologize properly, but I'm afraid my resolve might melt if I don't have a reminder."