She breathes out a soft, "Oh," unsure of what else to say to that. The implication is big enough to see, but he seems... adjusted to it. Long-since gone. The far-off past that is not forgotten, but no longer a sharp knife between the ribs it may once have been. She longs for the parts of her past that still feel that way to be dulled. Never forgotten, but just... less important, no longer ruling so many parts of her. Once, she'd thought escaping Heleen and The Menagerie would have been enough to start that process, but the last few years with Kaz and the rest of the Crows has proven that she is not far enough from it for that to be the case.
There is something heavy in her first statement, a deeper story behind it that complicates it more than the words do. "I was separated from them three years ago. Just before I was pulled into this world, I had finally been reunited with my parents." Thanks to Kaz and Saints knew what he'd done to find them, or how he'd convinced them to come to Ketterdam.
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There is something heavy in her first statement, a deeper story behind it that complicates it more than the words do. "I was separated from them three years ago. Just before I was pulled into this world, I had finally been reunited with my parents." Thanks to Kaz and Saints knew what he'd done to find them, or how he'd convinced them to come to Ketterdam.