At Moretta's "redhead" comment, Enathia puts her hand on her hip and tosses her red hair over her shoulder. "Hey! What's that supposed—" She stop and sighs with a defeated expression. "...Yeah, okay." Shaking it off, She wrestles Arissa from Moretta's arms and pulls her into a formal dance position and, ignoring Moretta's attempt to be productive, starts leading Arissa in dance. "Wait! What if he's an amazing kisser!? What if he's sweet and kind and handsome and sweeps you off your feet!?" She twirls the girl and then let's her go. "How can you be scared!? You should be excited! He's a PRINCE for crying out loud! Maybe I should go instead. Yeah, no, I think that's what should happen. Don't worry, I got this! You just sit back and hang out here. I'll go marry the prince. Thanks!"