She was, ever so slightly, awaiting a reaction to that word. It won't be the first time she's spoken it to a human, but usually in other contents -- spitting it at a guardsman in pursuit, for example. (Screaming it when the smoke billowed black from the windows.) But it's such a casual term between herself and her kin that dropping it here and now doesn't feel as alien as it should.

But maybe a little mischievous, all the same.

But she doesn't get a reaction, because he is ignorant or smarter than that. Can't win 'em all. When he talks of equivalence, she looks over and up at him, curious. The corner of her mouth twinges up. "And is difficulty being in a place the thing that reminds you?"