Ronon nodded. "Yes. My oldest. She's almost fourteen, and considering I'm not exactly a girl, sometimes it's hard to know exactly how to help her with things."
He wasn't sure what else to say - or even if he should say anything more. Lis certainly didn't seem to like it when she found out people were talking about her, so he decided to just let it go there. He was glad to hear that she was willing to talk to Colonel Jackson. He knew that she was liable to take any communication from Woosley with a grain of salt, but it would be good for her to hear exactly what happened from Max.
Stepping inside his quarters, he nodded when she mentioned that it was so much bigger than the ones upstairs. "It really is, which is good when you have a few kids running around," he told her.
Making a motion for her to follow, he took her to the unoccupied bedroom, opening the door. "Here you go. The bathroom is right here across the hall." He gave her a smile. "Night, Max."
He paused and looked back into the room. "I'm glad you're going to talk to Colonel Jackson. She really needs to hear everything."