Irial thought about that for a moment. So if he told her to go away, she would? Well, he certainly wasn't going to come right out and tell her to bug off. He was a smart mouth sometimes, but he certainly wasn't his brother. He had the sense enough to be nice. He may come off as a jerk sometimes, but it was just how Irial was. Those who knew him knew better. Just as Ari, or Rhea, or even better yet. Caitlin and Travis.

He nodded at Karma when she suggested that there was more than meets the eye to both of them. "I certainly do agree with you, Miss Karma," he replied. Irial could tell she was getting irritated with him, however. Her body language, the way she tensed up, well he was getting on her nerves. So be it. It was how he was. And he wasn't going to change how he was for one girl, be she Karma, or the Queen of England herself.

"I suggest, Miss Karma," he began, glancing around and pushing off against the wall and stepping closer to her, until he was about a foot away from her. He leaned in, slightly taller than her. "I suggest that we get to know each other a little better, don't you agree?"

She was intriguing, and he wanted something to do. Something to entertain him. The girl seemed just as interested in him, and he wondered if she'd refuse. Not waiting for her answer, he stepped back, his purple eyes glittering. His face was expressionless now, but the eyes shone with intrigued amusement.