"A lot of people keep saying that, or saying that it sounds 'Eastern.' I'm not entirely sure what they mean by that," she said with a shrug and sipped her tea again.

Ah, her father. She scratched her belly thoughtfully before propping the hand behind her head against the tree.

"He's... not happy with me. He doesn't like that I left home without his permission to do something he didn't want me to do and now I won't go back to be what he wants me to be."

A frown came over her features before it crinkled into a scowl.

"I don't care. He can be angry all he wants."