She leaned in. Of course she did. Turtles...had terrified her. Very much so.

But after D'Artagnan...well.

She was changing, a little bit. Being pulled in two different directions. One day, Brooke was fully aware how confusing that was going to get. How difficult.

But today was not that day.

She smiled. "If there was any more blue in that shade of purple and it'd wash your skin tone the wrong way, Aramis."