"After coffee, I'll see if anyone has my old room. Perhaps I can get my clothes back. If not, I will take you up on that." she promised. As she walked, she was aware of the other scars he'd be able to see now that her back was to him. There was the one on the back side of her right hip and up toward her spine, he wouldn't be able to see all of it but some. Then of course there were the rather severe burn scars on her left side he'd be able to peek at from the skin between her top and bottoms. "Power is a funny thing." she said. "I've seen many who believed themselves just as invincible as you seem to think your family is, and they can fall just like the rest. There are always bigger fish in the world." She got into the kitchen, and she started coffee going. "What was it her father did to cross yours? How did she become the lesson? Did it not teach you as well, since you lost out?"