"You're all flustered, look at you," Moira points out, grinning. The stoic James Thornton, rendered lovestruck by a mention of his boyfriend. It's positively adorable. She's going to take as much delight as she can get from this moment; it isn't every day you see someone like James, 'the enemy,' if Moira actually put any faith in that stupid rivalry, so...almost chipper. "No but honestly? Good for you. For you both." And she means it. There's not enough love in this world as it is.

"Yeah, quiet would be nice, wouldn't it?" She can't help but agree with him there. Even as much as she knows that Siren Cove will never really, truly, remain quiet for long.