Vidia scoffs and rolls her eyes. "It's revolting, dearest. They share a house; they should save their displays or 'affection'--if you can call them that--for when they're alone."

"Oh, Vidia." Tink also sounds disgusted, but herself at the fast-flyer rather than the thought of Terence and Zarina's brazen shows of their love. She happens to be the biggest supporter of their relationship besides the two themselves. "I think they're sweet," Tink says. "As long as they aren't blocking my light while they're standing there kissing, they're not bothering anyone."

"She's right!" Silvermist agrees. "They're a lovely pair, and I've never heard the Babbling Brook say a bad word about their...public affection." She giggles.

Iridessa shrugs. "I guess I don't mind either. Of course, it would be nice if they didn't neglect their work sometimes when they're around each other--it can be quite dangerous to not be paying attention when doing manual labor or mixing dusts. Think of the injuries if they--"

Vidia puts her hand on Dessa's shoulder and the light fairy calms down. She'd gotten herself a teensy bit worked up.

"The way they touch each other in public," Ro puts in, "you just know they've gotta be even more passionate in private!"

"They're a very sweet couple!" Silvermist says, eyes sparkling. "Like a river and its bed, they complete each other. I think they're a perfect match."

"Maybe not perfect," Ro says. "There's always room for improvement. But you wouldn't see either of them going around behind the other's back, or leaving each other for another fairy, or what-have-you!"

"But there's more to a relationship than just faithfulness," Fawn argues. "Like fun! Zarina and Terence have fun together, even if that involves a lot of talk about pixie dust." She rolls her eyes, and Rosetta nudges her arm.

"They do have fun, but not too much fun," clarifies Iridessa, picking at her fingers. "I mean...Zarina is always getting...up to things with her natural curiosity--she's as bad as Tinker Bell!--but Terence keeps her out of trouble, her head on the ground. I mean, her feet on the ground? Her head is on her neck. Heh...Um, so as long as he's there to stop her experiments getting out of hand, I don't see a problem..."

"Eh." Vidia sighs and waves her hand languidly in the air. "Zarina can take care of herself. Personally, I don't know why she entertains herself with a sparrow man so slow, but--"

Vidia frowned, turning her face away from the child’s wide eyed gaze. The sight of those familiar eyes choked her up, and she couldn’t afford to break down now. She was strong. She had to be strong. For her daughter.

Brielle jumps up. “MY ANACONDA DONT—”

Vidia shoves her down behind a bush immediately. Brielle pouts, dusting herself off.