"A power color, is that it?" Lavinia chuckles, smiling a little wide before she remembers herself and tries to school her own expression. She doesn't want to make this harder on Rosie, after all.

But that question... While she keeps from frowning, there's a slight pinch to her eyebrows. "It was the color of a man who I think I wish I could have punched, once upon a time." It's all the more complicated than that, of course, but, well. No point in being down about things at a slumber party, right? This makes it easier. "So I'd rather not be reminded of him. I'm sure you understand."