Carla rounded her eyes and then looked back at her sister who, in return, averted her gaze and cleared her throat, returning to polishing the doors. Amelie wasn't sure whether such an awkward reaction was caused by her clarifying Carla's love interest's identity or gender, but either way, she felt that her words had ruined the atmosphere inside her study.
Realizing that Amelie felt uneasy, Carla rushed to save the mood.
"Well, it's not like I care about her gender! She looks great and I think she is very strong too... What's so wrong about being attracted to a woman? And well... Ugh, forget I said anything!"
Stumbling over her own words, Carla clicked her tongue annoyingly and turned around, moving the duster over the shelves with a distinct touch of anger. Amelie, however, couldn't help but smile.