"Did you really?" she asks and gives him a curious sort of once over as though she might see something there that she didn't before. She doesn't, of course, there's no hidden meaning in his eyes that suddenly becomes apparent.

Still, she's aware of her own history, aware of where she's from. It's enough to pique her interest.

"What was that then? I mean if you won't tell me about yourself least you can do is tell me about your great aunt don't you think? Only polite really, isn't it?"