She didn't comment on the clan thing, merely nodded and continued to eat. She fed her dog a little of the meat from her bowl, which he ate happily. When his plate of meet came, she set in on the seat beside him and let him have at it. 

"You would know him better than me. So I'll defer to your judgment on that." she said with a small grin. She laughed quietly at his last statement but let it pass. He was embarrassed enough, no need to try and make his face any more red than what it already was.

"My imagination needed no help. I always preferred to play pretend. I wanted to be the knight. I often pranced around in a little sheet of foil with a foil hat and a rolled up sword of more foil and a paper towel roll. Words told me what I was thinking, what I was supposed to feel. I wanted my own adventures." she said with a wistful smile, as if recalling the incident. "My mother...indulged me. Spoiled really, but she always said that I was different. I still don't get what she meant..."