She could feel that familiar pressure on her chest, an uncomfortable feeling that only arose whenever the blonde was feeling anxious, although for all intended purposes Valeria wasn’t sure
why she was feeling this way. It wasn’t like the matter of one Ronja Bubblyfoot should cause any friction between them, and if anything the girl was happy and excited to hear that two of her friends were dating one another, but something about Nico’s body language had triggered all the wrong warnings in her mind ever since their car ride back from the supermarket—she only hoped whatever misunderstanding was going on could be buried quickly.
The pinkett waited for her beside the door, her gaze never leaving Val as the blonde made her way up the stairs, and once she’d entered the room Nico had soon shut the door shortly after following inside.
"What are you not telling me, Valeria." The question confused her, or rather it was the expression on the girl and the tone of her voice that really had Valeria wondering what exactly was going on.
"Nothing…?"
The girl unconsciously crossed her arms over her chest instinctively, keeping a healthy distance between Nico and herself out of an old habit that apparently hadn’t quite died down as Valeria had originally thought.
"Why did you get all jumpy when I mentioned Ronja. Do you know her?" The woman wasn’t one to beat around the bush, not when they were finally in a room and away from extra ears at least, but the tone of voice that the pinkett used still left a bitter taste in Valeria’s mouth as she frowned.
"Well it didn’t look like you wanted us to know who your girlfriend is, Nico." That much the blonde had picked up on when they were driving back, the way the gremlin had deflected when Valeria had asked when they could meet Nico’s new
belle not lost on the girl.
"I didn’t expect the world to be so small, so when you said her name is Ronja I was just taken aback by it—that's all."
If anything she would’ve liked to clear up the air between them sooner, but the stern look on the pinkett’s eyes and her body language had honestly made Val hesitant to approach the topic—and then the group had narrowly avoided a disaster once Ari had come downstairs to join them.
"I’m not sure how many Ronjas are out there, but by your reaction to how I described her in-game avatar I’m gonna assume we know the same one." A sigh left her lips as the blonde sat by the end of the bed, her arms finally unfolding as they gripped the edge of it lightly instead.
"So, care to enlighten me as to why I received the thousand daggers stare from you when I was describing her in the car?"
Her voice was calm, a light hint of curiosity dancing at the edges of her words, though there was still a guarded tone to it as Valeria spoke. She still wasn’t sure what had triggered the pinkett on the way back to their AirBnB and, given how Nico wasn't one to shy away from physical confrontation, the last thing Val wanted was to say something that might sick the gremlin on her without warning.