[ The comment is met with yet another soft peal of laughter, and Eula shakes her head. Admittedly, she's a little annoyed: there aren't many people who can make her laugh easily, and yet right now it seems like she can't stop laughing. It's easy enough to blame it on the numbness the cold has created through her body, even if that makes no logical sense, and yet she still can't help but file it away as another point against Diluc Ragnvindr, as if somehow the whole thing is entirely his fault. ]

Sister Rosaria, hm? While I am entirely sure she can handle herself, I can't help but feel a little sorry for her.

[ Of course, it's not that Kaeya isn't an attractive man— quite the contrary, really. But his general attitude toward everything works against him, as far as Eula's concerned; the irritating parts of his personality shine through too clearly for attraction to be an issue for long. ]

I have been on that side of his attentions myself... for all his reputation, though, he was surprisingly easy to frighten off.

[ Is that a hint of bitterness in her voice at the end there? She would deny it if asked, of course, but the water that flows under the ice cage of her heart is more bothered than she would like. After all, it always comes down to the same thing, doesn't it? ]

Although I can hardly blame him, what with my own reputation.