"It... I don't think they were very happy to be right." She sighed as she glanced up at the sky. The expression of sorrow not masked. She had no reason to. Sorrow wasn't a weakness in Vesper's eyes.
Sharing food wasn't a weakness either, if anything she believed it was a small part of bringing civilization back. And she was in a tribe that had more than enough to eat. As for the family... it was best not to speak to strangers about people you lost.
But that question, the innocent question, earns a head tilt and a half shrug. "Not too much, not without continued education, anyway. I lost my chance for that, unfortunately."