[A pleased look crosses Rosella's face at the fit of the boots--it'd been a guess in the dark, picking them, but it seems she's gotten at least close enough to be acceptable, even if they are a bit scuffed from the wear and tear Duo put them through. But that pleased look instantly brightens at the mention of castles; most of the stories she's heard about England have been set in the city, and it's nice to hear that there are some parts that aren't so different from her own Daventry, after all.]

America is where Prince's Ton is, isn't it? That's the school my best friend goes to. Do you ever visit the castles in your England, or are they very far from your school? The alligators must like all the rain you get there, don't they? [And she leans forward a little eagerly, without quite realizing she's doing it.]