"Good! I'd have frozen over the fjord, that's forgivable. Calling someone a name, and they'll have me in chains!" Oh goodness, that only gets her even more giggly.

"Others." she pauses, finishing off the flute and setting it on the next available surface, her expression made serious.

"Mmm, tell me about the others? I seem to be the only one here in this place who doesn't have 'others' at home." she tacks on. Somewhere in her subconscious, that insecurity has been growing.