As soon as Elias's head dropped, the teasing began. Bran poked at her brother, grinning and sounding rather like a five-year-old. "You like him, you liiike him. Be honest now, 's true." Aeron gave her a gentle shove, dropping his voice to a whisper. "Tryin' to be funny, eh? What if he wakes up? Honest, I'll sock ya in the face, forget all ye fancy makeup and whatnot." The girl continued grinning, though she clutched her hands in her lap. "Be fair now, love. It's true, and you'd best admit it, right?" "Hush."