Something about the way Jesper says that it hadn't felt whole without the three of them resonates with some part of her that she can't explain. It isn't quite the same circumstances as the one she finds herself in with her so-called "roommates"; their history had only just begun to overlap during their year at the Academy before branching off into wildly different paths quite literally because of their multiple timeline issues. But when they had been kidnapped, in the months that she had fought with Claude, she had felt their palpable absence.

It isn't anything to dwell over now however.

Jesper's impression of her brings a bashful smile to her face. "Aw shucks. I think you're giving me too much credit. At least you have a way of being able to fend for yourself." At this point it's no secret that sort of background she had come from; working for something in her life hadn't been a concept that she'd had to listen to or learn about until arriving here. Would she have so easily been talked into helping at the Sarstina were Sylvain not behind the bar the night she had arrived? She'd like to say she would have but she knows Sylvain's influence had something to do with her agreeing in the first place.

"Did the romance start here?" she asks a wistful little sigh in her voice. "If you don't mind me asking that is. I love love."