She brings her hand up to cover her mouth, not because she is amused and wants to let out a laugh about it, but out of surprise. There's a gasp there. "You used a name?" She didn't use a name, at least.

Still - the description was not exactly vague. Why did she have to add red eyes?

"Why would people find out about this? Our people already should know we all play pretend for the sake of journey, one way or another."

She pinches the bridge of her nose, nevertheless, frustrated. Gods. What a mess. "I should probably just warn the person I vaguely referenced as my..." The word's a mouthful: "Bethrothed. Before it becomes weird."