There was a gentle giggle, hidden behind a suddenly upturned hand. Nothing malicious, she was rather enamored with his all-too-fake french accent. Hers was sweet and could pass for Parisian no problem, but that was what happened when one fell in love with the language at a tender age.

"Tell me about your day." She settled in even more, even if their destination was short. "-aside your heroic knight gesture." Saving her as if whisking her away on a white steed.