Felicity," Mrs. Featherington interurupted, "why don't you tell Mr. Brdgerton about your watercolors?" For the life of him, Colin couldn't imagine a less interesting topic (except maybe for Phillipa's watercolors), but he nonetheless turned to the youngest Featherington with a friendly smile and asked, "And how are your watercolors?" But Felicity, bless her heart, gave him a rather friendly smile herself and said nothing but, "I imagine they're fine, thank you.
You guys have to understand that I started in as deep of waters as there is. I've been the underdog since the first time I put gloves on. I love my fans but I don't give a crap about who thinks who is gonna win or not. This isn't a team sport. I'm the one that has to deal with the person fighting in front of me.