Oh Gods, now this was a whole can of worms she hadn't been ready to open. She shifted her weight between her feet.
"Uh, yeah, Rose is fine," she lied. The only person who called her Rose was her brother, and she didn't get to talk to him to him nearly often enough to even count it. Still, at least he'd been at her graduation, even if he'd had to run off immediately afterward. Her parents hadn't even bothered.
"And um, well I'm sorry you aren't flying now. But whether you're a pilot doesn't have a whole lot to do with that, I think." She shrugged, something about the gesture seeming ridiculous in her fancy-pants uniform. "I mean, it's who you are, not what you do, right?"
Now she was the one who sounded like one of her flight instructors, but that at least was something she believed. She could have washed out of Academy, and almost did a few times, but flying was something that was in the blood.