Tuni smiled at her brother, a smile far wider than his own but that wasn't exactly unusual for her. Where Lock was calm and reserved, Tuni was open and exuberant. She often found herself saying things a bit too bluntly and without thought and she'd never been able to manage the proper titter of laughter and small smiles expected of proper debutantes.

"Impatient as always," she said with her smile twitching into something of a smirk though her tone remained playful as she snatched the gloves from his thrust out hands. She brought the small quick stitch up tun get mouth and gave a little tug of it with her teeth, easily breaking its hold keeping the blues together, then handed the two gloves back to him.

"I hope they fit," she started as she watched him pull the gloves on, "They didn't have any larger."