"His family isn't exactly warm and welcoming," she murmured and then replied to their earlier words, "All of what you said, mon petite." She wasn't shy at all, she pulled her nightgown over her head, her back presented to him again and her hair pulled aside. The scar was, again, visible to some degree.

She sighed again through her nose, her toes still curling and releasing as the tension she'd been feeling ebbed out of her limbs. "I just hope you like it here."