[Zatanna had only been half paying attention to her surroundings, returning Elena's smile only out of social habit. But curiosity got the better of her when the older girl actually signaled for her attention.]
Hmm?
[Oh, she wanted to talk about her routine. That was simple enough to process. And didn't require too much personal information.]
As long as I can remember, really.
My dad used to joke that I was running away from him before I even properly learned how to walk.