Biting her lip, Febs could only quirk another eyebrow at him. "I would certainly hope not." She knew he was just teasing; Febby rather thought they were long past questioning one another's faithfulness. Not to mention without anything being public, it wasn't like anyone knew either one of them was off the market and they had to act accordingly. Febs hadn't really had to deal with it much, but had always had a flirtatious nature, now she just tended to steer toward friendly disinterest.

Her lips curled into a genuine smile at his follow up comment. It was nice to think he thought her beautiful, even if she wasn't always so sure. Confident, yes, but not always one to really play up appearances. Then again, right about now she felt as such, but that probably had something to do with the look in his eyes a few minutes ago after she'd slipped out of her dress.

It took February a minute to realize just who he may have been referring to- clearly distracted trying to follow him to the bed  and what came after, but she laughed easily when she figured it out. "You mean Nate? Handsome brunette about my height?" She pressed her lips together to stifle the laugh, but ended up not being able to keep up the pretense anyway. "That's August's best friend. We've been friends since we were eleven." Febs hummed out as she moved one hand to run it through Edric's hair.  "He was making sure I hadn't had too much champagne. Bless him." And that had been before she'd run into Mr. Rosier, so she hadn't even lied about it either!