A brow rises, as Jennifer telegraphs her interest as the Prince speaks about her sparring experience. Her face smooths into polite interest.
"I haven't been on a cruise in ages." Since her Embrace, now that she considered it.
"I look forward to it, your Grace. I have no idea if my skills lend themselves to fire arms, yet I am eager to test myself."
Dark eyes turn to JC.
"I did talk to Madame Woods about seeing her garden, yet it never came to pass. Perhaps we can make a date."
He did verify that he spoke with Dirt Nap often. She turns that over in her mind, considering what to make of that.