"It usually is Peter, I'm a outgoin' kinda dame," a pause, "uh, wait, dame ain't a queen. Eh, no pun no fun," Circe shakes her head with a laugh. "And it is a very pretty parade, so why not take a ride with us?"
She smiles at Sera's compliment about her skin, "And thank God I do Sera. I'm nowhere near emo enough ta accept looking terrible in this," she uses her right hand, the free one, to poke at her cheek bone, "shade o' blue."
Circe holds her jests as Blink makes her introduction and welcomes the new arrivals. Circe is going to let her take the lead in this. It was Blink's idea after all. That didn't stop her from grinning ear to ear when the tattooed maiden declared her love of combat. She waited patiently for Blink to finish and gave a thumbs up once she had done so.
"So that's that pattern. Well I already said my name," the smiles at the crowd, "I don't know my sign 'cause I like ta be contrary. That beach is great for a swim Blink, but if ya gotta go fasta there are joggin' bathes too I think. I like ta troll the mundies," she shrugs whilst still holding onto the horse. "And I adore fightin' dirty. It is a pleasure," she giggles out.
Nana's pop culture joke got Circe's regular confused response. Namely a eyebrow and matching ear raising up. "Uh, bowflex? Plus torments of Wonderland. Fuck Disney is a regular sayin' around this place."
The store the elderly woman mentioned sounded like something Autumn's would enjoy. "I prefer mundane products for that is my stock and trade," Circe relied to Nana, "But ta know the paths could help improve my business. Fuck tariffs and all that," a nervous smile was forced onto her lips, "Uh, but that ain't why I'm here. Showin' support," she nods her head to Blink, "For my court. Oh oh, royal proclamation," she points at Blink with her free hand, "Ya have the lead on this one. I ain't stealin' yer show. Wouldn't mind given another motley a go."