"And Calla." Dahlia added to her introductions. "My younger sister." By the hassled state of her Dahlia could easily believe Calla had lost track of time, nevertheless Dahlia tried to keep the frown from her face especially when she noticed the dirt on Calla's skirts. "This is Mr. Honeyduke." Dahlia completed the introduction as Calla spoke his name at the same time.

Introductions complete, and trying not to blush at the look Zinnia was giving her, Dahlia was just about to lead Quin to the next group of family members when Millie's question stopped her.

Any blush Dahlia had been keeping at bay sprung to her cheeks, the back of her neck. She was hot all over as if everyone were looking at her. "Millie!" She gasped, horror spreading over her face as she glared at her younger cousin, trying not to let her mouth hang open in shock. She had no idea what to say and could barely glance at Quin. Peeking up at him from under her eyelashes Dahlia tried to brave it, "I'm so sorry." The words quivered. She wanted to remove her hand from his arm but was terrified to draw his attention to the fact it was still there in the first place, which left her standing rather like a statue - a rosy red statue at that.