Great fucking question.

[ She takes a seat, though surprisingly she doesn't sprawl out or slump, back ramrod straight before she crosses her arms. Old habits. ]

A few. Granted I'm not sure if it'll work, but I'd rather at least try to see if I can get any more insight into ... this.

[ She lifts a hand up, flames dancing around it for a moment while her eyes flash gold before the flame's snuffed out. ]

When did you find out you weren't ... y'know.