<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em>~ Marisol, at the dinner Table ~</em><br/><br/>She was surprised at the clinking of her glass with Bo's. Marisol hadn't wanted to say anything - hated to actually think it - but she had felt a bit...left out. It was childish and she knew it, especially since she had enough experience with large groups to know that it was normal to feel that way. And try as she might, she had told herself to relax but when the men had given Nicci and Mila all of their attention...well, a small part of her had felt a bit...jealous. <em>Ay Dios Mio</em>, she mentally berated herself, once more trying to shut off her mind. She turned to Bo and flashed him a quiet and friendly smile, giving him a slight nod to the glass clinking.<br/><br/>Looking at Nicci thoughtfully as she walked away, Marisol wondered if she really did need to use the bathroom or if it was a need to escape. Not that she could blame her; Marisol had thought about excusing herself and taking a walk outside. She could only imagine how beautiful the castle would look at night. When Marcus began to speak to her, Mari turned her eyes to him in surprise and then let out a short laugh when she heard his questions. Her eyes sparkled as she took a sip of water before she set the glass down, saying somberly, "I am the most beautiful one of them all."<br/><br/>A little laugh escaped her as she shook her head, taking a small bite of her dessert and flicking her tongue out to lick the bit of chocolate that had stayed in her spoon. "Yes, I'm the second oldest. I have an older brother and then the rest are scattered between younger brothers and sisters. The youngest one is a girl, of course." She rolled her eyes, her voice showing how fond she was of all of her siblings. "It was...hectic...growing up with that many brothers and sisters. But it was good for me - for all of us." She looked at Marcus with a bit of a bittersweet smile, "We all learned to rely on each other and accept one another as we are. They know about my...choice of lifestyle." She nodded, a hint of pain in her voice. "And they accept it."<br/><br/>Clearing her throat, she raised her eyes and looked at all of them, popping a raspberry in her mouth and chewing it quickly before she added, "What about you, Marcus?" She glanced to Bo, Mila and Vince and smiled before she looked back to Marcus, "We all have siblings...how fun was it to be the only one?" She winked, her smile friendly, all traces and hint of pain gone from her tone. She paused and tilted her head, a playful grin lurking along her lips, "Or...was I the only one that tried to sell my siblings out in the front yard?" </span>