"Well, I was about 17 when my empathy started really kicking in. It was minor before that, which is why I was still able to stay with my family past the 13 year test. The government said that happens sometimes. So I guess I was normal-ish." And Roxy definitely wasn't. There was more story, there. She knew that Roxy had a father, but had never heard her mention her mother. Why would she have to support herself at such a young age?
She felt bad for not knowing these things. But it wasn't as if Roxy was an open book. If her past was rough, why would she be inclined to spill it to everyone?
"I distinctly remember you doing silly things at 16, Devvie. Nothing out of the ordinary, though, according to the parenting books." Mara was grinning. "I'll save the stories for the ride back."
"Or never. Never is good." Devika was trying not to roll her eyes too hard.
She felt bad for not knowing these things. But it wasn't as if Roxy was an open book. If her past was rough, why would she be inclined to spill it to everyone?
"I distinctly remember you doing silly things at 16, Devvie. Nothing out of the ordinary, though, according to the parenting books." Mara was grinning. "I'll save the stories for the ride back."
"Or never. Never is good." Devika was trying not to roll her eyes too hard.