"Hm, not a twin then. Got it." She replies, frowning. Colder, hm? That probably meant she was a Ribbonfin, though, if her first guess had been closer.

Penelope slides a little closer to her 'new' friend, dancing with her. This was a lot more fun than she'd thought it would be.

"Nope, not Ebonhide. The other generally grumpy house." She laughs. Even here, her lack of inner party-animal and peace-maker is obvious.