She cocked her head to the right and tucked a strand of hair behind her pointed ear. Her blue eyes narrowed somewhat.
"My mother named me Jeanne-Marie. She's dead. Aurora named herself," now what was that about being cured? Right, she didn't talk about Aurora like she was a separate person completely but sometimes the way she spoke just happened without Jeanne able to filter herself.
"Well. Take me inside, then," she gestured to the gate and placed a hand on her hip.