The young Healer to be's ears perked a bit at the new tone in her roomate's voice. The shading in the other's emotions changed, and she felt a thought being shut down. Maybe being a little Patrician wasn't all that fun after all. She pushed those thoughts out of her head. Of course it was fun. How could anyone not be happy to be a Noble? Especially one of this Prydon thing?
She spoke quietly, afraid of what the answer might be, trying not to offend.
"There's a Festival coming up in a few days. Those are always the best, and everyone's invited. I don't remember ever having a Patrician at one of our Festivals, even a little one, beggin' your pardon, Miss. But you'd be very welcome. Wanna come?"