You don't like that word either way. [She assesses, though her usual narrow-eyed suspicious squinting is waylaid by upturned brows as the taste of food hits her tongue. Cheese has a sharp, odd taste to it. Very... pungent? She'll turn her attention to the much sweeter berries next.] I did think you and him were blood-related, though. You act and look like you are, and you talk as though blood makes your average person "more" loyal. Is that how it works? I don't understand how you all pick your families.