Nodding, Ita's face was softened by the memory of her parents. In particular, she'd been close to her father. They were very similar. Her mother was softer, quieter than her father. Neither of her parents had been all that sociable since neither of them had been raised in the human world. It was almost odd how 'normal' Ita seemed by human standards. In any case, the blond had remembered her father as curious and adventurous, whereas her mother would silently watch from the sidelines.
When he said what she was thinking, her giggles renewed and she really had to clamp her hand down on her mouth. "Well, what's assigned..." she grinned sheepishly. She wasn't a brain by any stretch of the imagination. "I like movies and cooking. And stuff outside. What about you?"