At the mention of being a bastard, Alessa chuckled and shook her head. "You mean a child without a father? Yeah, that was me. Didn't even know who he was, because my mom would never tell me. Didn't learn who he was until I started having these dreams. Had to have my friend help me figure them out, but turns out I was dreaming about him."
Fingers tapping the table, Alessa hummed an unknown tune, and finished with, "Deities don't make very good parents," she sighed.
Good, that was out. Too soon? Alessa figured that telling him now would benefit more than waiting. She had no attachment to him, so if Bert decided to run away from her then that wouldn't bother Alessa so much."