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She closed her eyes as she grinned- the child's spirit was growing because of all this flattery. Not ever was she so sure of her destiny and the purity of what it was than now. It was absolutely crazy to think her body would grow so big she could fight- even with a slim build like her mother and strong, long legs. If only Zephyr was here to see her grow into a warrior of The Family under the protection of Uncle Art. Siblings? I dun't think I have any... She questioned in a softer tone. She didn't know if it was normal to have no brothers, for she didn't know how many children a parent could give. She also wasn't sure how it worked- the whole giving children. 

Teaghlaigh... She said it slowly but with no stuttering. 's tha right? She asked, her head tipped slightly to the left. It sounded like what Arturo had said, but perhaps she just didn't have the tongue for this... language? Oh, bother, at least she had tried it and succeeded to some extent. 

Her eyes blinked in interest- afraid Arturo had not gotten the hint. She could've been more clear with him on the whole thing, but that didn't feel right. "Hey, can I see ya teeth?" wasn't exactly normal from the things she had heard. But, fortunately, her doubt disappeared when he pulled up his lips; revealing his own pearly white. She made a sound that resembled "aawww..." looking for as long as he let her. Yep, those are much bettah. She said with an approving nod like a lil' judge. She knew it was not her place to judge others -they had Doe for that-, but on this matter she could if it didn't harm anyone.