It isn't sarcastic - she visibly is so, even as she takes another peek at them over his shoulder, her face in profile to his with that soft breath, way up high. This close, the soft scent of the sea lingers, and rather than a clinging warmth, she is cool against his side as she holds to look.
"I... I suppose they are quite pretty, are they not?"
And once more, wholeheartedly, she looks to him for confirmation.
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It isn't sarcastic - she visibly is so, even as she takes another peek at them over his shoulder, her face in profile to his with that soft breath, way up high. This close, the soft scent of the sea lingers, and rather than a clinging warmth, she is cool against his side as she holds to look.
"I... I suppose they are quite pretty, are they not?"
And once more, wholeheartedly, she looks to him for confirmation.