She hums half in thought half in curious interest as she listens raptly her ears perking up, both literal and figuratively at the wording. "Well, that's a good thing to pass down if ya ask me." She murmurs with a wee nod. Her face softens. "I'm glad you had them in yer life at least." She murmurs gently. Funny, how she had a habit of taking folks under her wing so to speak as well. Well, if she felt like they might let her. Of late she seemed to just have a habit of accidentally chasing folks off it seemed.

Her shoulders sag a little. She tried not to come off too strong, but sometimes her maternal and other instincts got the better of her.