Ravenna, unsure whether to feel happy or troubled, felt a mix of emotions. As if worried Ansel might actually follow through, she reiterated, "You don't need to do anything; it's just my old habits acting up."
"I understand. You don't need to emphasize that you're an overly arrogant problem child, Venna," Ansel teased, unable to hold back a laugh.
Ravenna's expression turned cold. "Don't get so presumptuous just because I showed you a bit of kindness... I'm five years older than you; you should call me sister. What do you mean by 'child'?"
"Girls like to be called young."
"Only immature girls do. A mature woman wouldn't appreciate such an affected title."
Seeing Ravenna huff in mild annoyance, Ansel knew her mind had been diverted from her earlier worries. He smiled gently and said, "Then let me continue with their story."