[@Silmaril]

Helena blushed and gained a goofy, wide smile When Deena called her beautiful.  Her fingers lightly brushed her own lips, a nervous habit she never grew out of.  Her heart jumped up a bit at being called beautiful by a woman she found beautiful.

She listened to each word coming out of Deena's mouth, loving the sweet honey of her voice.  "I'm glad you continued singing, your voice is amazing to listen to," Helena said, "I'd listen to it all day if I could."  This genuinely wasn't a lie either.  Deena had a soothing voice and a lovely smile- who wouldn't want to listen to her all the time?

"Your optimism is truly inspiring," Helena complimented, referring to Deena's view on sharing talent and gifts.  "Maybe gifts really can make a difference on the world."  Deena's out view on her talent was so humble.  She didn't say she has the best voice ever, she simply said it was her passion.

At all of the times Deena referred to Helena as any type of royalty, Helena cringed a bit.  "Please, don't call me a royal title," she asked, "As I've said, I'm just like anyone else in the city."

Helena chuckled a bit, once again timidly running her fingers through her hair, and said, "I'm really glad we've got the chance to talk, you're a great person to converse with."