Cute? Key blushed a little, though he supposed it meant nothing coming from Priscilla. Lots of girls called him cute in the same way they hung off of gay guys like they were sunshine or something. As a guy, he never quite understood it. He shook his head, then put a smile back on before he could think to frown. "Well, I think you're brave even if you don't and it's probably not best to argue me with because we're both princesses. And princesses don't like to be wrong," he said with a chuckle.

He wondered what it might be like to share a space with this woman. It had been too long since Key actually had a roommate and he never had one quite like Priscilla. Finally coming to a stop in front of building with a newly redone facade, he waved one arm dramatically. "Well, this is home! Come on, I live on the second floor."