Dia's eyes widen a fraction of an inch at the implication, but she hurries to rein herself back in, brow furrowing low. If she sets herself up to be knocked down by another of Mari's stupid, stupid jokes, the one most worthy of scorn would be Dia herself.

But she can't, despite her best efforts, keep her heart from picking up its pace. At least that's one thing Mari can't see.

"What else was there to it, then?"