[One eyebrow rises at Betty's blushing. That's...honestly, that's the first time that Emeleth's tongue has gotten that reaction.

She looks at Betty for a long moment, blinking slowly. The waves in her hair started tightening up, as she considered the Smidgen.]

Well, then...

[She sets the mug down, then smiles at Betty. And if the smile doesn't reach all the way to her eyes, and if her suddenly-cheerful voice seems just a bit strained...well, who's to notice, right?]

That's just fine then.

[Hint: it's probably not fine.]