Her 'trollsona', huh. That's one she hasn't heard before, though she can parse it pretty well. She figures there's a decent chance it's to do with the horns and the grey skin, like this is a disguise she wears.

"Same to you," she says, returning the smile it all its smallness. She doesn't usually mesh especially well with kids - generally she's indifferent to their existence, but Callie seems to know what's what. And she has a possibly preternatural gift for being incredibly charming.

She really, really wants to ask about the full name thing, which has some pretty severe implications: what kind of unwanted attention, from whom, and how? But she's getting the sense Callie doesn't really want to talk about that.

"Nothing wrong with not being human," she says politely instead. "You're not the only non-human here. Rift pulls in all sorts." Should she mention Satan? That might be too much for this kid. She doesn't want to cause undue panic. "And you're clearly familiar with humans. Impeccable English, knowing them when you see them, et cetera. So that's good. It'd suck to show up completely unprepped. I bet that's happened."

People are starting to give her more looks than Callie. Probably thinking this is her kid dressed up all weird. Either that or that she's a terrorist. That's what people think here. She's still getting used to it.

"Speaking of English," she says as they step onto the bridge, "do, uh, trollsonas use gender pronouns or anything?"

She's not really sure how to ask that delicately. But this kid is an alien, for lack of a better word. She's not going to just assign a human gender on name-and-voice-based assumption. How science fiction would that be. (womp womp)