A half smile ghosted over her face. "You don't need to walk on eggshells around me. It's weirder now that he's acknowledging me than when I was growing up," she admitted. By the time she got old enough to understand it, she already moved on. Home was nice and she liked the years she spent in Finland before moving to the states as a young teen. "It's not so bad. My mom met her mate when I was five and bam, married and happily ever after. Probably what she meant by storm." Fully smiling, she tilted her head at Cyril. "Greece huh. I get being far away, but I'm sure they're good people even if you're not close. Mum's mate is a good man, but he's not my father in the end even if I like him. He and mum are still in Finland. Father is the one who sent me to school here in the states."