[... she's quiet for a longer while, a contemplative look on her face. She's said it before and all the evidence points it to be true. She knows he won't treat her any differently... but it's as if she doesn't want to risk telling an untruth.]

My parents... had a lump of issues on their own. Not exactly... the most controlled people. That's all that I heard about them. I think they must have been nice otherwise.

[She bows her head a bit, immediately speaking in their defense without even thinking about it. It's an automatic thing, as if she has to convince herself. Because otherwise, she may very well get upset.

A sigh and she picks up Motz then, bringing the rambunctious kitten into her lap and idly toying with her.]

So little Matthew wasn't nearly as skilled, hm? Did you get taken in after that?