[ Alexandrie's eyebrows rise with some speed as her friend jumps abruptly from having one suitor to six, categorized by colour, peppered with peers and royalty heretofore unknown, none of them Mister Ellis—

and all of them hens, the discovery of which makes her actually snort a laugh through her nose, her smile widening a bit more with every statement made thereafter. ]

Oh, I am in agreement entire; roosters are often too much a nuisance to keep. Although if they are well-behaved and visit every morning, perhaps with the larger purpose of catching sight of a particularly fascinating hen who has mistaken her friend's query to be about chickens rather than suitors—