Dove smiled up at him as he complimented her eyes. He had rather striking eyes himself, she thought. Eyes of green that were the same shade as one of her emerald rings back home. Dove's cheeks flushed a deep pink for these sorts of things - deep attraction to someone - were not things she was vastly experienced in. In fact, there had only been one other that had ever drawn her interest in that way but she had no idea what had become of him.

Before she could see anything - if words would have come at all - Virgil finally made his appearance. He had something in his mouth but she could not see what it was from her current vantage point but she assumed it to be a mouse, perhaps. "I see that Mister Virgil has been on a hunt while we have been on one for him," she said in amusement.