She pursed her lips together. Jamie was a more difficult opponent than she had been planning for. "Togruta," she said, answering the question about her race, first. She didn't seem offended in the least. Growing up in the temple, the children learned about their native cultures, but they weren't cultivated in xenophobia or nationalistic (planetistic?) zealotry. The attitude she'd given him earlier had clearly been for show.
"On Shili, I'm," and she answered him in Togruti. She knew that wouldn't fly, though. "Which roughly translates to 'fourteen.'"