Kirby kind of just stands there, blinking. There wasn't total disbelief in his eyes -- Frankly, he had only heard a portion of what she said about Qbby from a distance, and really, he just. Thought it was someone else. Rosalina didn't just. Say something like that out loud, d... Did she? He had. To be hearing things. "Hey, uh... What. Were you saying, poyo..?" He said, in that kind of vague 'please tell me I misheard you' tone.
It was clear she wasn’t expecting any company, she was still setting her own self straight. A reset of the crown, a spawn of the wand merely to have something within her grasp. Her light hover had been cut short, heels then giving irritable taps to the ground in an effort to halve the deafening silence.
But it appeared she had some additional help with that last matter. A voice piqued her ear, made a whole body turn to mute mode as her head spun around faster than the rest of her could keep up. Eventually, spare the slight startle, eyes drifted to--
“--Kirby! I apologize if I rose my tone some, an individual and I had a disagreement in opinions, and... well, I got a touch heated, I’m afraid.” ...She certainly heard that tone, though. It was a sweet and carefree nature that left the building, swapping shifts with a slight tonal shift. Her eye, it spelled confusion, if not without a hint of hesitation. Thinking back mere seconds before sights pinned themselves downward, her head found itself yet again repeating the phrase: Perhaps some words could have been more choice...
“I assume you, too, would like to speak your mind...?”
