It's weird and she has no idea what she's supposed to think. The creature sits for a long moment, watching what goes on and... she's not sure. She's allowed to not be sure, right? Right. She sits with he father and with Tristan, and that helps. A deal has been made before her very eyes, and she's trying very hard to follow. It's good for the girl to see it, and good that she's here. Yes. Good. She can do good. The creature tries to be good natured, but she's not sure still. She has very little to be sure about, at this point.

And then it appears to be done? That was fast. Octavia's attention span runs thin, as it does so easily. Her heart rate picks up once more, a quick moment of wanting to... wanting to go. Wanting to do. Wanting to explode. It's easy enough to explode, and she offhandedly flicks her tail into Tristan's haunches. It's something she can't help, having been still for what seems like too long. Too long, but she'd respect father. Right. Father was here on important business. Right.

“'m Octavia.” Sometimes she forgets not to mumble, but her name comes out clear. Though there's the foggy mumble, her eyes are bright, gaze... engaged. Right. She could do engaging. The pups would be quiet while the adults talked, paying attention... but maybe she could play with Daenerys? Maybe. Maybe she didn't look like the playing sort after all.

An internal battle raged on with the dark princess. She knew that she needed to collect herself, at least a little more at this point. Right. Focus. Octavia would stay, and she would focus on what father has to say. She's done engaging with the other girl, the other... princess? Sure. She's done engaging. What was daddy going to say?

[dark princess of glorall]