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Étoille nods easily at Ajatar's statement. He tries to imagine what it would be like if he'd never known his maman, at the least. He'd not had siblings, that he knew about, nor does he remember the presence of a father figure in any significant way. Still, his childhood had been relatively easy. He supposes he would not know any of his maman's tongue, an odd thought. That disquiets him more than anything. But, he supposes, if he had never known, he wouldn't know what to miss at all.

"I see," he says, thinking of Heda but not wanting to name her aloud. It is not his business - and after all, he does not know the whole story, though now he is curious to. Looking at Ajatar, he does not think she is the type to follow in Heda's footsteps. In that regard, anyway. "How long has your culture existed," Étoille asks as a follow up, curious in face. He knows now of the other branches and that, obviously, this.. spirit has existed far longer than Heda or Ajatar, but he wonders how far back their history must stretch.