She studies him as he replies, and if he's careful, he might feel the quick sting of conflict as she tries to decide which course to take with this. She eventually settles on telling him a little. It's common knowledge amongst the other angels after all. He might as well hear from her, if he hasn't already heard from the other training Knights.

"I see... My brother was raised with the same intent- to become archangel after my grandfather, but they... I didn't have any of training myself," she explains, "I'm fairly certain I was just intended to give my mother something to fawn over while the men discussed the war." A much different life than the one she leads now.

She hesitates, but attempts a smile. It probably ends up a little shyer than she probably was going for. "....what are your mornings like, Xander?"