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She didn't seem all that surprised when Sansa jerked away, a little giggle escaping her lips. "Your scared of him, aren't you?" Yeah..she found Sansa's temper tantrum funny. Wandering back over toward her brother, twirling that pale hair around one finger. If that was a nervous gesture, she gave no other sign of it. Weaving in and about the others as they finished greeting Dominique, a bit puzzled when Maura approached her. Clasping her hands behind her back with a grin, shifting her weight to the balls of her feet. "Hello Maura..I like your hair! It's pretty." A hand reaching out to try and catch a bit of Maura's fiery hair in her grasp. Of course she wanted to see how soft it was..it was only natural.

Sophie kept her distance at first, before stepping forward herself with a smile. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you Lord Tepes. I am Sophia Merle. My father actually was one of the nobles who assisted you and your sister after your parents unfortunate demise." She seemed genuine enough, although knowing who her father was..she was more likely to steer toward her family's wishes than her own. Certainly a follower..not a leader.