“She seems to be a very happy person.” Damita arched a brow, tilting her head ever so slightly in inquision – Tala came across as a very enthusiastic person, why would she rarely be happy? Following Toho over to the mat, Damita slid her hands across the back of her skirt so that it didn’t bunch up when she seated herself, feet tucking themselves under her bottom.<br/><br/>“Your father? Really?” Damita seemed surprised, although she didn’t dwell on such things, some of Tala’s words coming back to her – Making her blush beet red. “Toho, Tala informed me that we were very.. Loud, earlier.” She glanced down, her hands shifting nervously in her lap.<br/>