Scandalous? Sybella’s brows raised a fraction. If this was all it took for Mr. Dempsey to find something scandalous, he’d likely leave his body if he knew the schemes her family got up to. Then again, a majority of polite society would find her family’s machinations absolutely feral; still, Sybella had to commit to thinking there would be at least a few people out there who wouldn’t bat an eye. Her father always said that’s why arranged marriages between families were always better than having his daughter gallivant around with someone who might not have the stomach for her family’s inner workings.

All of this she could hardly explain away, so she merely huffed a laugh into her glass as she took another sip. “In Italian?” She echoed, her body pivoting to face him a fraction. Her eyes quickly scanned where exactly he might have had the inspiration to put such a tattoo - and just so happened to be skimming past the buttons of his trousers as he suggested it wasn’t the time nor place to be showing something like that.

“Ah.” Sybella’s gaze immediately jerked to the cieling. “Well, I hope you had someone check the translation before you committed to such a thing. I’ve seen more than one person make an error that turned out to be quite permanent, not to mention humiliating.”