"I don't know how keen I am about traipsing through the savanna in my six-inch heels," because obviously, she was not going to give up her pumps for a trip like that. As much as Psyke had grown to being used to getting dirty and messy because of her daughter, there were just some things the former model would not give up. She smiled prettily at Tristan though, letting her fingers dance on the back of his neck.
Random portkey trips were definitely doable, however. It would teach Lavender so much about the world, and it would give them time together and time to escape from everything. Just to be them. Psyke was happiest when she and Tristan were alone, away from the public eye and able to just lie on her couch or his, she thrived for that kind of quiet interaction these days. Trips around the world where they could just stay in a hotel for a day or two, or even just a night would be marvelous in so many ways.
"I suppose if we can stay out of the dirt," she amended, not wanting to dash Africa off the burgeoning list, "What about the Caribbean?" She'd only been to St. Lucia, and that was for a photo shoot.
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