She was surprised about her own lack of objections. "It's good," she said after a pause and a nod. "Being known for who you are and not what you were born as. I-" She bit her lip. What she was about to say was frowned upon and forbidden. Her composure changed: her back straightened even more and her head was held high. "I am proud of my heritage but I want myself to be the deciding factor for who I am." She swallowed. The words left a bitter taste in her mouth. "So what have you been called?"