Darcy had plenty of ideas on what had happened to her real parents, depending on how she was feeling about herself their history varied. Her guardian had always been quick to remind her that she was easy to toss away. But Darcy spent very little time feeling sorry for herself, because she was aware that it could have been much worse. She never wanted for anything, save for some kind of emotional attachment, but she didn't go hungry and she always had nice things, and she wasn't beaten senseless. She knew it could have been worse. She nodded, "I like the way you think, Vlad," she said sweetly. "I think that things will work out eventually. I just got a late start, I'll catch up!"
She suddenly wanted to spend as much time talking to Vlad as she could, she almost hoped the elevator never started to move (even if she was getting hungry). She wondered if he'd still talk to her once they weren't stuck in this thing, she would be making a point to make sure she didn't fall off of his radar.