She couldn't help it; she laughed so loud she had to cover her mouth with her hands to stifle the noise. Lydia was likely passed out from second-hand embarrassment in the shrubs by now, but truthfully she'd forgotten the maid was lurking nearby.

Clearly he hadn't expected her to actually follow through, though in all fairness, he had suggested it. "I have a twin brother, I started early." And a horde of sisters, none of whom she'd ever punched, but with August it had started in the womb and she was pretty proud of it.

Still, this whole interaction left her dizzy. What in the name of Merlin's beard had happened from start to now? February had absolutely no idea what the hell was even going on anymore. Such a wide range of emotions in such a short period of time. "I'd say I'm sorry, but I don't think I am. She chuckled, pressing her lips together to prevent another laugh. "I'm not sure you deserved it either though, are you alright?" The urge to reach out was high, but she resisted and instead flexed her fingers to test the self-inflicted damage.