The carriage rolled toward Marco Street. They could have bought groceries closer to home, but Percy had decided to make a proper trip of it , as there were more shops, more options, and a chance to show Dana around too.
Dana had her eyes on the window the entire ride. She was clearly enjoying it, though she was trying not to show it too obviously, keeping her expression measured.
It reminded Percy of himself. Of him and Beatrix, the first time they had left the orphanage together , scared and excited in equal measure, neither willing to admit either, trying to appear strong that the other won't be uneasy.
Dana shifted her gaze toward him.
"Brother?"
Percy surfaced from the thought. "Sorry. Was I staring too much?"
Dana smiled. "Am I too captivating now that I've become a lady?"
Percy's hand went to her head and messed her hair before she could stop him.
"Hey!" She batted his arm away. "It took a long time to do that."
Percy leaned back in his seat, satisfied.
