Daine shakes her head. "Never met anyone else who could. Not in Snowsdale, anyhow." What sort of place does Vince come from, if everyone can talk to the People? She's never seen clothes like he's wearing, and there are jewels sewn into his shirt. She might think him some sort of prince if he wasn't up a tree and acting silly.

She frowns a little when he starts to poke at her skirt, and smoothes a palm over the fabric self-consciously. "I don't know," she says, frown turning into a pout of general dissatisfaction. "The Lioness gets to wear them, but she's a Lady Knight. Ma said I wasn't allowed 'less I was trying for knighthood, and then she said 'don't you dare.'" Daine wrinkles her nose. Truth be told, she doesn't want to be a knight. She just wants to wear breeches. Seems like they'd make life easier.