She blushed. She had talent, it was sure, but nothing compared to her brother (or so she was used to thinking).
And she hardly ever mentions her visions unless they are a going concern.
"Yes, he is. Very much so. Merlin and I may come from different timelines but he is still very much the brother I knew."
She nodded. "There's plenty of time for me to decide, at least. Well...sort of. I mean, I never had very many dreams about what I would be when I 'grew up'."
She finds it slightly amusing that people still talk, at her age, about 'growing up'. In Ganieda's eyes, she's already grown up.