Persephone gasped and tore her gaze away from the window with wide eyes. "Really?" A wide smile grew on her face. "You mean that?" She leaned forward a little in her excitement. It was clear to anyone who even glanced at her that her joy was practically glowing from her smile. "Of course, of course!" She wanted to hug Donald, but she knew this would be considered improper, so instead she moved to hold his other hand in the manner of the one she was already holding. "Thank you." There was a power in her voice, that's how grateful she was, and she hoped Donald could tell.