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The expression on Conor's face was either one of complete discomfort and embarrassment or one of irritation - Kore wasn't quite sure which it was, although the former did seem to make more sense considering Conor's stammering. Kore turned her head to look back and forth between him and the girl who had come up to them, slightly confused at the situation. The question hadn't seemed all that threatening, so she didn't know why Conor was suddenly so nervous-looking.

So, Kore listened to Conor's ranting intently, and about halfway through had to cover her mouth to keep anyone from seeing the smile on her face.

'Friend of my Mom's daughter'? Given his state, Kore was fairly sure that Conor didn't realize what he had just said. If the words had been 'daughter of my Mom's friend', that would have made a lot more sense, but the order they were in currently - 'friend of my Mom's daughter' - wouldn't that just be your sister's friend? Kore wondered, still smiling. And though she couldn't remember any interpersonal relationships of her own, she was fairly certain that sisters didn't ask their brothers to take their friends out to get something unless they were setting them up.

And underneath the amusement was a bit of confusion - why was Conor lying? Was there something wrong with being with her?

Before she could ask Conor this, his eyes flicked to hers, and they were very, very dark. It was only for a moment, but it was scary enough that Kore closed her mouth and didn't ask anything. She looked down, her amusement fading quickly.

"Oh," The girl said - she either hadn't noticed Conor's slip-up and his glare or she was pretending that she hadn't. She gave Conor a light hug and Kore a brief smile. "I see. Parental duties" Her right eyelid dipped in what might have been a wink as she slid to her feet again. "Then I'll just leave the two of you alone." She waved at Conor. "Bye Conor ~" And then gave Kore another, much more obvious wink, "Bye Miss ~" before walking back to her table and joining the rest of her friends.

Kore blinked at her for a moment and then looked at Conor, the memory of the glare from a few seconds ago fading already. "She's pretty," Kore remarked absently. And then silence - she didn't know what to say, and it seemed better to let the silence stew.