A Not So Rosy Perspective (4)

There it goes. I told her the truth and she looked at me shell shocked that I couldn't help but want to take it back. 

Maybe downplay it some more and so I let go of her hand and shrugged a little.

"Maybe it's because I have lost contact with my own colleagues, but the two of you are the ones available here. And the two of you do present qualities that make me think of you two as worthy of becoming a bit more than servants."

"So not exactly as equals." Rose said.

"Pfft… of course not, you are not on the same level as me, Mage." I said.

"Um, so what qualities do we have that make us seem more than servants?" Rose asked.

The way that she asked it a bit demurely was something that triggered something inside of me.

It was gentle and shy, and for a moment, those dark gray eyes somehow shifted more into a far more purplish hue.

Reminded of an old friend, I shook my head.

This was no time to compare Camille with Rose.