This silly little Pegasus was so easily persuaded. Well, for the most part. Perhaps she was doomed to walk on eggshells around the twins she found so delightful (in their own, strange way) – if only she could get through a conversation with either of them without offending or making a fool of herself. But Konstantin accepted her gesture and reassured her.

Whether it would actually do the trick was an entirely different matter. Worries seemed to be clinging to her more than they had in the past. Was this life outside the happy bubble she grew up in? “I really am sorry.” She could not help but offer again, both for her previous statement and in general just making a complete mess of their conversation already. All over a plant.

Which was still magnificent - just not as important at the moment.

Not entirely unwillingly, the comment about his brother brought forth such a bright smile in those green eyes – though all Konstantin would have had to do was merely mention his brother and a similar result would have been granted. "Is he? Well at least he tells one of us.” How easily that could be a bitter comment, but from Aly it was light and easy – a joke, almost, as if she had not learned her lesson moments ago. Since the start she had accepted that Sasha could and would speak more freely with his twin than he would with anyone else. Should it bother her? To be second place did not seem so bad; silver was still a prize. But then for her it was not judged in terms of winning, losing or the places achieved. Purely content that in some form she existed to him.

Besides, in so many words he actually had told her – had he not?

Though the confirmation from an outside (well, relatively) party was appreciated.

Still, wary from her last attempt to make a joke, it seemed important to make a little explanation so he would not think her bitter. “I’m glad you two have each other.” It was hard to imagine one without the other. Impossible even, they complimented each other so perfectly. Perhaps, being a twin herself, allowed the ability to appreciate their relationship more than she might have otherwise. “I’m very fond of him too.” Not that it was any secret, certainly. The confession was easy for her, much easier she suspected than it might have been for him.

Tempting as it was to ask after Sasha, she hesitated on that matter and instead asked after the twin in her company now – which would have probably been a wiser starting point than what she had chose. “How are you liking Helovia? Gotten yourself into any trouble yet?”