"All yours, m'lady," Rio welcomed, letting her take the flower before straightening, then immediately slouching back against the door, arms swinging with the weight of empty hands. "Does that make you one, too? Or am I just the second witch you've thrown yourself at? You could point me in her direction. I'm in slight need of a coven." Not a familiar position, making Rio's impulse to downplay it, rolling one eye with exaggeration toward her two fingers she brought up close to pinch together. Very slight.