She hadn't made herself entirely clear. "I know very little about you.." She couldn't quite bring herself to call him by his name. At least she hadn't referred to him as a 'thing' yet. "I do not know how you were raised, or even what would make you happy." Perhaps they had established a weekly tradition of raiding villages or slaughtering goats each Thursday.
More likely, his father's influence had been the positive aspect of his life. She had no intention of drawing Alim into this now. She could barely stand to be with the elf for a few minutes, she certainly wasn't going to live with him.