<div align="center"><em>Rosetta turns a little more into her mother.</em></div><br/>Finally she felt her shirt knit together, and she relaxed visibly...smiling to him. She fully intended to change as soon as possible, but when he spoke again, she was surprised. She had expected him to either deny it, get upset, or act embarrassed. She was oddly pleased by his revelation, and this caused her to blush again. Apparently she couldn't stop! Smiling a bit awkwardly, she looked down and noticed that his jeans had a visible tent to them. Before today, she would have stammered an apology and then run away...but for some reason, this camp was changing her. Making her more confident...more seductive. Therefore, she even moved a bit closer...allowing her signature scent of lilac and vanilla to fill his senses.<br/><br/>She felt guilty. She had seen him with another daughter of Aphrodite earlier who seemed rather entranced by him, and she had just been flirting with a son of Hades and a son of Ares...however, her mother's influence seemed to be stronger here. Looking up at him, she spoke softly.<br/><br/>"You're not angry with me for using them on you?"<br/><br/>She was honestly curious, but her voice held a seductive note that was unnecessary.