Stone Circle mars ain't the type of place to raise your kids

she accepts the girl's attention with a smile, wondering for a moment if she might be right. Easthollow had been family, once, and then friends, allies. and then morningside had dissolved, and for month's she'd thought little of them. but perhaps the girl was right, and all this while they'd been a sort of family she'd never thought to consider. 

"odd, truly," she answered, amending, "but I'm glad to be here. everything seems familiar, but changed—I can't quite place it." she ponders a moment, before asking outright, "are you valette's daughter?" she knew the matriarch had children, though she could not remember ever meeting them,