[ Ah... A piece of his life in exchange for hers. This feels familiar, and she smiles slightly. A little sad, a little thin, but a smile. ]

I won't ask why she doesn't—we all have our reasons. I don't mind my family, but I wouldn't go out of my way to speak with them... My uncle generally doesn't favor them, but he attends their parties and such to, as they say, "start shit". [ ...she'll put some change in her own swear jar before someone gets on her case. ] What is your mother like?