Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5664762-20130707075225/@comment-10860529-20130709074942

Hidden or not, her dark face face barely flushed in spite of a good dose of swelling embarassment. With shoulders hunched, Cynthea raised the brim of her bonnet just slightly.

Oh, she understood the pun alright. To give Airmid the satisfaction of raising another chuckle from her was the last thing she wanted, but she couldn't help but crack a weak smile.

"You may want to keep your knob from any more duffs next time, at any rate." Another pun exchanged. With a sheepish expression, Cynthea lifted more of the bonnet to reveal more of her face.